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As Far As The East Is From The West So Far Hath He Removed Our Transgressions From Us Like As Father Piteth His Children Our Frames Our Dust Praise Jesus Thats Why Sometimes Feel Like Dust He Knows We Are Dust, But Oh The Steadfast Love Of The Lord As A Man His Days Are Numbered As Grass As A Flower Of The Filed So He Flouriseth For The Wind Passeth Over It And Its Gone And The Place Therof Shall Know It No More
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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 
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