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Gentleman

Our God Lord says!

when you was a child 

i loved you, 

i taught you to walk,

 i healed you. 

I drew you with gentle cords, with bands of love.. 

I take the yoke from your neck, i fed you.

I called you,

But now you again add sin to sin. You walk to go dawn to Egypt, and have not asked My advice.


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How can i give you up?

How can i hand you over?

 My heart churns within me; 

my sympathy is stirred.

I will not again destroy, 

For I am God, and not a man, 

and I will not come with terror.

          Amen (Hosea 11)

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