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Post by poetessa on Apr 21, 2013 15:45:27 GMT
Praise the Lord for the Holy Ghost has entered me, He's thrilled me and defended me; From that evil Satan’s sly advances, Making sure his wicked reign has ended. O may God’s fertilising power Make me grown, bloom and flower; Christ has His banquet spread As He comes like a tempest, again and again, O Jesus who was wounded sore by sin, How can my pregnant praises e'er begin, The well like a pump that ever flows. O Holy Jesus my lover, how I love Him And He will come and not be slow: Sacred salvation’s close at hand, Yes, He'll fill me up with His seeds, And make me come for Him in every way. Hallelujah!!!
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