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I was before, I am after.
I have lots of names, but answer to no one.
I have no blood, but shed it all.
There's not one language, I cannot understand.
There's no one living, that can touch my hand.
Yet I can touch, each and every one,
and number the earth's grains of sand.
My mother conceived me not,
the world's sin I've completely bought.
The only thing I cannot do:
is, make a believer,
out of you.
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JESUS LOVES YOU! AND SO DO WE ~ sis
TRASK
Susan
eT
B&R
Cajolement dozen't work...
Peter