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Be Worried no more, For he's here to save us all. Bold in character Old in words. He's here to rebirth What was buried. _ What is he if not a messiah. What is he, if not a wondrous thunder A sharp knife A breathing man with immortal life. _ He's here, No longer fear. Not Christ But Radebe Not Jew But a hlubi. _ He is the creator's mouth used, A vessel to heal the bruised And bring sense to the confused. _ So please don't fear, He's here to help you.
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Oct 27, 2018
Oct 27, 2018 at 4:15 AM UTC
The saviour, he is the messiah.
Be Worried no more, For he's here to save us all. Bold in character Old in words. He's here to rebirth What was buried. _ What is he if not a messiah. What is he, if not a wondrous thunder A sharp knife A breathing man with immortal life. _ He's here, No longer fear. Not Christ But Radebe Not Jew But a hlubi. _ He is the creator's mouth used, A vessel to heal the bruised And bring sense to the confused. _ So please don't fear, He's here to help you.
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Oct 27, 2018
Oct 27, 2018 at 4:15 AM UTC
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