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Shirley's Prayer |
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My time draws near, my
race is won Soon I will see my Lord. Angels in heaven rejoice on that day, It tells me in God's word. Thank you, my Lord, for paying the price Ease my passing as I come, You died and rose again, my Lord, Thank you for your matchless grace So let me leave with peaceful heart, |
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