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360 Degree Turn Around

360 Degree Turn Around By Billy Lugar Three hundred sixty degrees Fahrenheit I fall from the mountain that large height Into a falls of heavy running water Submerged by my loving heavenly Father Drench me so heavily in my baptism I go I am tired of lying in the seeds that I sow Lord defeat my heart and defeat my mind You can change me Jesus for you take the time You can turn me around to a radical turn You are in my soul, and you Jesus I yearn Take from this mess to what makes me clean Take from the dirt of my heart that's obscene I came face to face with my monster my sin You can push me through it and make me pure within

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Just A Boy

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Dear Mom.

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Stand or Go?

Are we going to stand around while the world crucifies God? And don't tell me that it's normal because I think it is odd Is it just me but God knows that we all lie Are we just going to stand here and let him die? How can we be heartless how can we hate his name When he loved us first, and loved us all the same Is it fun to burn on the earth all alone? That the skin is withered to the bone? Tell me you like pain and you're too sensitive to the pain But will you feel it out on your bones when it begins to rain? I love the Lord my God and I want you to love him too So the both of us can have eternal life, God, me, and you He who has

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