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| "JANUARY PRAYER" |
| Across the barrens of my soul, God implants a living well. From it waters deep and clear, drop upon my dust like tears. Oh my Jesus, I'm so dirty. Make me pure, make me holy. Through your glory help me see, more of you and less of me. BY DAVID LOOMIS COPYRIGHT 2000 |
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