Thoughts

Ancient words, ever true

Changing me, changing you

There is a place where mercy reigns

Ever true, never surrendering


This is the bread the came down

Whoever feeds on it will live forever


One day in heaven, when praises were sung

One day in darkness, when sin was ever present

Living he loved me

Dying he saved me


Do not grumble among yourselves

Whoever has faith has eternal life

I believe

I believe

I believe

We must trust in what we believe in


Being dissatisfied and offended by the things placed in our lives

Of course rumors would circulate

They haven't been drawn by the father


From weakness to fullness

He doesn't relent, he doesn't retreat

You have no life

It's a relationship, a connection that's in us permanently


Forgive our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us

All of these things, may their aroma be pleasing

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