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We are all special in Gods eyes,
we carry on in His name. To the Lord we cried, In our sins we died, Our hearts were never the same. His blood he shed, on that cross of old. For us He bled, This was all foretold. So yes, we are all special, what other way can we be? We were created by Him, in his image you see A Saviour for you and for me.
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