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Amazing grace! How sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me! I once was lost, but now am found; was blind, but now can see. |
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- John Newton, 1779 |
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1966 was a year I will not soon forget. It was the year that I came face to face with my enemy. My enemy was me. I was deep within the throes of adolescence. The only person I could think about was me. In my mind, nobody cared for me. Such was the status of my self-absorption and feeling of alienation. I could not recognize the wonderful opportunity God had given me. God had shepherd me... |
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