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For I have sinned

I'm knocking on the doors of heaven, but no one's going to let me in.
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I'm knocking on the doors of heaven, but I lived my life committing sins.

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So I pack my bags and head to hell,I'm heading straight towards the devil's hotel.

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But on the way, I'll crash and pray, and talk to jesus, and he will say...... i changed my mind, and you can stay.

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So i asked him for an explanation, and he says this is your situation.....

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On the way, you crashed and prayed, and the Lord, he works in mysterious ways.

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The power of prayer is everywhere for all of us to share, a gift from God to all of us that the devil can't compare.

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So i thank him for this revelation, I'm heading towards the holy nation.

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But on the way, I crash and pray, I'm back on earth, to my dismay!!!.

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What has happened, my life was gone, i don't know how to carry on!!.

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Carry the word of God above, travel the world,and spread his love.

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The doors are open, and they will always be there, but now your life is made to share.

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Share the story of a man who sinned and returned to the earth to gain his wings.

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sparrowsong

Hello Ryan...

I haven't met a perfect person yet...

Have you?

I'm not talking about the ones who think they are and says they are...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

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