I died on the cross today and carried all your sin the pain that dripped upon the ground was the blood of all your kin, My Father sacrificed me in payment long due for you to live on in peace and I will come to you. Yes I will come to you my child when ever you call my name but oh if you don't call me all my blood was spilt in vain.
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