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To whom else shall I shout praises? To whom else shall I give my soul? In my cries of desperation and in the throes of agony I shall bow to none but you O Lord! For you have made me, loved me You alone have saved me from the pain of Satan's grasp You have freed me. There is none but you Lord who gives life to the roaring ocean Your majesty is proven in the crashing waves. There is nowhere to hide from the majesty of the Lord His gracious arm reaches all even those who cry none are spared from His glory.
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Jul 9, 2016
Jul 9, 2016 at 4:21 AM UTC
Praise Him
To whom else shall I shout praises? To whom else shall I give my soul? In my cries of desperation and in the throes of agony I shall bow to none but you O Lord! For you have made me, loved me You alone have saved me from the pain of Satan's grasp You have freed me. There is none but you Lord who gives life to the roaring ocean Your majesty is proven in the crashing waves. There is nowhere to hide from the majesty of the Lord His gracious arm reaches all even those who cry none are spared from His glory.
I wrote this in a mental hospital a while ago so don't hate. Stay tuned for more of this kind of ****** writing, coming to the internet near you soon!
alice-smith
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Jul 9, 2016
Jul 9, 2016 at 4:21 AM UTC
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