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His love is deeper than the ocean, Wider than the widest sea, His love is always present, Right here inside of me. His love can always be found, When struggles know no end, His love is always something, On which we can depend. He sent His Son to save us, From all of our sin, But for that to happen, You must invite Him in. (c)Patricia Lawrence |
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