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the youth wrote on the posters.
the youth wrote on the posters.
Shhh. God is whispering to all. He tells me I am his.
Three minutes.
Reeleef comes. Jesus' death for our guilt. Something he does because he chose to do it. Something he did all by himself. Something only he could do. Infinite became weak and died. He lives again. He brings relief to what haunts me, what guilts me, what tears me apart inside, what torments me. He stops it. He gives me the joy he knows, the compassion he feels, the thoughts he thinks, the help I need.
Two minutes.
Three minutes.
Reeleef comes. Jesus' death for our guilt. Something he does because he chose to do it. Something he did all by himself. Something only he could do. Infinite became weak and died. He lives again. He brings relief to what haunts me, what guilts me, what tears me apart inside, what torments me. He stops it. He gives me the joy he knows, the compassion he feels, the thoughts he thinks, the help I need.
Two minutes.
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