The passings of the world are spurious
Tribulations should not worry
us
Through His grace we’ll be victorious
Jesus’ love for us is
glorious
I promise not to inflict my poetry on you much in the future or
possibly never again.
The passings of the world are spurious
Tribulations should not worry
us
Through His grace we’ll be victorious
Jesus’ love for us is
glorious
I promise not to inflict my poetry on you much in the future or
possibly never again.