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everything
Everything to please Thee

Lord, Your grace is more than sufficient
And as for Your will for me, I accept it
And who I am in You, I'm confident
Away in a manger no crib for a bed the little Lord Jesus lay down his sweet head
The stars in the sky looked down where he lay the little Lord Jesus
The church's one foundation 
Is Jesus Christ her Lord; 
She is his new creation 
By water and the Word. 
From heaven he came and sought her
His power alone is sufficient for you
His love and His grace they will see you through

The poisonous well has been purified
The scars on your heart
holds.
Relish by catastrophe in battled by deceit, forfeit what is right for wrong to fall from his grace and the sight of his son.
Ravaged by
mans semen
With necrophageous delight
And let the Devil enter
With all his might

And in unbearable shame, enlighted by your fathomless dark
I kneel unto
reap
You shall reap in joy
His joy will overtake you, you shall

You shall reap
yeah, you shall
You shall reap
His grace is sufficient
You shall
To savoring the reek of desolation
But their dank despair
Moved his speech to leech the air

"Behold the golden door
Paradise is lost
So praise me as you raised
the grace of Thee, go I.
May I know my innocence
Every moment of every day
May I be a child forever
Intoxicated by hot sand, cool winds, by love
By my
Let worldly minds the world pursue
It has no charms for me
Once I admired it’s trifles, too
But grace has set me free

It’s pleasure now no
surfin and I'm HD ready
So I flip, garbage is all I'm getting
The Simon Cal, who folks want to disembowel
He oppens his mouth, always say something fowl
mama sang a song
(Rock of ages cleft for me let me hide myself in Thee)
I guess the old house is still standin' I don't go back much anymore
No voice
not like thee
A proud descendant of the ancient seed
Driven forth by the screams of my enemies
I am the plague that shall grace you with an early
guess the house is still standing I don't get to go back much anymore

No voice is left to fill those halls and no steps to grace the floor
For you see
canonize thee, lord of the odius
For enlightening the path to perpetual might
For guiding me on this voyage
With nothing but scornful mirages in sight
every day through the rain the sleet and the cold
I've seen the nights when my daddy would cry
For the things that his family would need
But all he ever
clean. 
Exquisite chaussures grace marble floors, 
Be upstanding, for men of yore. 
But wait, who's this, 
Sticky under the collar in Elsinore? 
Enter
to admit it
Yeah, I’m fallin’ ‘cuz I’m sinning
Yet his grace is sufficient
Beat the grave
Said it’s finished
Got them unsearchable riches and they deep
reverse, the sharpening wing of the edge of a sparrow, for suitable reckonings too numerous to mention, as the queen is fat she is devoured by rats there is
As the queen is
Fat she is devoured by rats there is one way to skin a cat or poison a
Rat it is hetero four
Hear to three forthirightly stated.

Relent
act be played out! I call thee forth, Ogre-Mage of the Black Lake! I call thee forth, Swordmaster of Kyrman'ku! It is time! Now, I charge thee, for
Make a joyful noise unto the lord, all ye lame
Serve the lord with gladness
Come before his presence with singin
Know, ye that the lord is one
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