God made everything but not a panaceaa to solve our problems but he who haunt to be with nector..
Come O! Lord, you are our saviour.
You are my mother, father and brother,
Devils come daily, and take me away,
Conspire, so that I don’t trust you in anyway,
Save me from them, O! Lord,
Kill them with your sword,
Banish them, so that they don’t misguide me again,
O! God can’t you feel my agony, my pain.
Come O! Lord, You are our saviour,
Jealousy
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God made everything but not a panaceaa to solve our problems but he who haunt to be with nector.. Come O! Lord, you are our saviour. You are my mother, father and brother, Devils come daily, and take me away, Conspire, so that I don’t trust you in anyway, Save me from them, O! Lord, Kill them with your sword, Banish them, so that they don’t misguide me again, O! God can’t you feel my agony, my pain. Come O! Lord, You are our saviour, Jealousy