theopassion

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I pray that your name will be blessed and your son famous throughout the whole earth. Your Glory shall shine like the sun in the spring melting the hardness of ice that surround the peoples hearts, and your children shall rejoice at what thy hands have made.

For the miracles that would not have happened unless we as saints would pray, because of your Promise we Know that the great El shaddai shall not abandon us in these times of hardships and by his his comforting spirit we shall find great Joy that will be our strength in your courts.

Can the Lord be trusted? Who has made the universe? Lord isn't it amazing that I am still loved by you, despite my sin. You're uttermost good to me, thy mercies shine in the seasons of my trouble. Thy cleansing mercy, exalting, glorious, humble poured on the cross at which is the most horrible death following the wrath of thy father!

O how outragious is your Love! the king of Glory there he lies dying for me; raising up like fenix he destroys death and subjects it under his feet. When ascended to heaven he cries knocking on the doors of heavnly gates while the angels marvel astonished at something that no man has accomplished. It is finished the holy saviour, the Glory of Zion has won the heirs for himself. Now these depraved creatures have turned into beitiful new creations by the mercies of God, bought with the ultimate sacrifice, his own blood. This is Love beyond imagination! That one would lay down his life for those rebelious haters of his will and reforming them in the image and the likeness of his own all by the horrible yet glorious death on the cross. Slained by the wrath of the most high God. Jesus you are my high priest, thank you. Let the whole creation praise you all the more!

O how greatful I am that though I fail you never fail me, that when I sit in darkness you bring me into life. Beutiful king of Kings you do not punish me for my iniquity but you take it upon yourself. With your death comes life; death has no hold on me anymore as you've opened the gates of life and tore the veil. Now anyone who hears your message and lays down their life gor yor sake finds life. May all the universe hear your message, thank you that from my iniquity you've set me apart as far as east is from the west.

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