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He peeks down from the cloud of gold
Love for young and the old
Kisses us with his grace
Blessings from him brings smile to face

Inside he knows what you think
Forgives if you swim or sank
That's the way his love goes
As anyone who believes knows

Not watching from a distance
Right inside of Satan's persistence
Ready to blow him to hell
God is here wishing us well.

4/11/2007 0420 cj

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