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The Spirit helps us through weakness, That we do not know what to pray; He intercedes our bleakness, With groaning too deep through each day. He that searches within the heart, What is the mind of the Spirit; For the will of God, you impart, In the goodness that you merit. We know that for those who love God, All things work together for good; Granting to His purpose, we laud, In knowing to do what we should. For those whom that He did foreknow, He predestined to be conformed; The image of His Son to show, Into His children that are transformed. Of those whom He has predestined, He also called to be justified; For they shall not be abandoned, Rather they will be glorified. Copyright ©2022 Richard Newton Sherrer Vote for this poem
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