Poems of Lighthouse Bob
Sin's Defeat #363
Sin's Defeat Sin suffered great defeat on that faithful day when the Lover of My Soul took them all away; nailed them to the cross, hung them on the tree, washed them clean within the blood that crucified for me each and every one for all the world to see in the presence of the Son who lives Eternally. |
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Sin`s Defeat #363
Sin`s Defeat #363