| Still The Same |
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If 'ere ye be self will denied - Though through the fire, one's faith is tried; The aching heart about to burst, Or blisters form in plight of thirst, And from the stripes no flesh remains ... God's promises are still the same. |
| © 2003 by Joyce C. Lock |
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