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Thanks for food
all the more abound
when you've gone
long without.
Praise for shelter
soars with the eagles
when skies alone have
been overhead.
Prayers for help
flow like a rushing river
when listeners have
been so few.
Worship of the Christ
lifts church roofs high
when at long last
they see they're
really free.
John 8:36
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