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Title: JER 2 v 13 Post by: verseode on December 28, 2008, 04:28:07 AM My people are a funny lot Their preferences are weird They like the comfort of this world To which they are endeared Through this they have forsaken Me By digging stagnant wells Devoid of living water All because their soul rebels. Perhaps they think that what they have Is better than My all How many warnings must I give Before they finally fall Be sure that through their measly lives I cannot do My will So I will search for those of you Who through Me get their thrill. |