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Streets of Walk This Way
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Streets of walk this way
Mirrors of hey look at me
Clocks of why not now
Signs of are you so sure
Mountains of it could all be yours,
Temptation's fingers always at my throat.
Oh, God!
Pry them free!
May my last breaths,
However many be,
Only boldly say:
Jesus is the Way!
 

Mt. 4:1-11, Rom. 7:18,
Gal. 5:16, Eph. 6:10-20

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by J. Alan R.

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