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THE PREACHER

THE  LIFE  OF  THE  PREACHER  IS  NOT  FUN  AND  GAMES,
WE  ARE  CONSTANTLY  CURSED  AT  AND  CALLED  ALL  KINDS  OF  NAMES.
BUT  THIS  MUCH  I  KNOW  WE  MUST  KEEP  ON  FIGHTING,
AND  THATS  WHAT  IM  DOING  WITH  MY  STYLE  OF  WRITING.
JESUS  CHRIST  HAS  ANOINTED  ME  FOR  THIS  FINAL  HOUR,
JESUS  CHRIST  IS  SOON  COMING  IN  GLORY  AND  POWER.

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