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Church is a good thing you see,
It makes us feel good about ourselves. It keeps our faith true to him, It is what we are all about, Being true to ourselves. We keep ourselves true to Him because he is compassionate, As he loves us so much. He is our rock and our salvation, He is christ, So humble and true to him, Let us laugh,live,love for him. For he died on the cross for us, And for our sins.
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