It will come back to you
a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India
One day whatever you do,
Will come back to you,
You may oppress as you wish,
It will rob you of your bliss.
He is a mighty God prince of peace,
His is my refuge and strength,
I need no human assurance,
On his love, I stand.
He is all to me He is all to me,
No need of any assurance,
Christ is all to me,
Christ is all to me.
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