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There Are No Dead Ends

If there is a mountain You think you can’t climb; No need to fret and fume– There is still a better way; It is to tunnel through. How long hours we waste Thinking of giants…

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Every Drop of Blood

Every drop of blood The Saviour shed Was for you my dear– None else to him counted more dear. He was lifted high For all the world to see; That One Sacrifice For all our…

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My Valentine

In his eyes I saw that look Of love’s gentle light. It stripped my soul Naked and bare And lit up all past Snapshots of remote access. It was quite unlike The vulturous looks Of…

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