The Oil Of Joy For Mourning
the garment of praise for the spirt of heaviness that they might be called trees of righteousness the planting of The Lord that he might be Glorified and they shall build the old wastes they shall raise up former desolations and they shall repair the waste cities the desolations of many genarations.
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Hush child I,ll tell you why you have Loved Me when you were weak you have given me unselfishly Kept you From Falling Falling everywhere But Your Kness you set me free to live my life you become my Reason To Survive The Great Divide you Set Me Free Ooh Our Love Is Beautiful Ooh isn,t This Beautiful Child It Seems You Have Been My Everything
