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Take me to church I've done so many bad things, it hurts. Sinead O'Connor Take Me To Church To the left and to the right. Behind and before. Love is here. Take me to church, indeed. Forgiveness is lived here. Restoration's taken place here. I've been humbled here. Love has been rolled out here. Jesus is here, lived out in these lovely faces. Friends. Brothers. Sisters. Hey, mama bear. Do you know how much I love you? How protective your friendship is? You are fierce! You are Jesus for me. Hi beautiful, tender friend. I was afraid to fail in front of you. But you love and love and love. You are Jesus for me. Encourager, you repaid my trust with trust. Hope shown through the Word spoken by your poetic lips. You are Jesus for me. Look at the countless arms here that have held us. Baptized in mingled tears. Relieved with laughter. We are safe at home. Sunday spills over. Listeners. Healers. Mentors. Pursuers. You are Jesus for us. You are the church as it should be. Forgive me for expecting so little of you. I see your hearts and they are beautiful. You have taught me Grace. I love you. Ring Them Bells Michael Pritzl I Sing a Song of The Saints of God Michael Roe
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