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It makes me feel sick,
The power of God;
No longer as quick,
Places He has trod.
 
I remember deeds,
Were done by the Lord;
Miracle seeds,
Grew in one accord.
 
I reflect on what,
Actions had been done;
But also have sought,
Return of the Son.
 
His ways are holy,
No other is great;
The One and only,
That my hope does wait.
 
The God who performs,
So many events;
And out of the norms,
That Satan resents.
 
He made His strength known,
Amongst the kingdoms;
Some do not condone,
For His great wisdom.
 
The waters saw Him,
And parted with joy;
While some were grim,
When He did destroy.
 
The depths of the sea,
Had trembled with fear;
He sent His decree,
Out both far and near.
 
The water poured out,
From thundering clouds;
As those who had doubt,
Water gulped the crowd.
 
His road in the sea,
Made a righteous path;
But no prints to be,
Left after the wrath.





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