Mr


I

From Egypt to the desert.
Led by pillars of smoke and fire,
Parted the sea for your safety,
Because I chosen you as my desire.
Yet you rebelled,
Turned from my Grace,
destroyed your enemies,
Yet you still wont seek my face.
Provided you with manna,
Fed you quail,
You broke my heart,
Therefore you failed.
I am merciful,
My heart is Love,
Repent my children,
And look to me above,
I will forgive you,
I Love you so much,
I will never leave or forsake you,
I will guide you with my very touch.

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