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My Jesus, my beloved
I come to surrender myself at Your feet
grateful my Lord
as You forgave me
changed my heart
You gave Your life for me
in such a cruel death
why did You love me?
if I'm only a vile sinner
I want to prostrate myself before You Jesus, in silence
to recognize that I don't deserve Your love for me
My Jesus, my beloved
I want to wet Your feet with my tears
I want to kiss them (His feet) and stay like that
and to let all my being spill over before You
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"Every day of your life is a page of your history"
ARABIC PROVERB
"A person without friends is like a book that nobody reads"
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