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Friends With Feet Of Clay
I have friends with feet of clay Marred and marked in many ways Flawed imperfection seeping through Characters sealed with casein glue Yet these friends with many flaws Know that we all, are marked and marred They don't mind when they hear me say I have friends with feet of clay They know we are a piece of earth Building character, for our spiritual rebirth From flawed imperfections that we grow To have feet of gold when God is through With our characters sealed with casein glue No longer marred and marked with flaws.
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