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Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Nobody knows what we're for, only what we're against. When we judge the wounded. But if we put down our signs, crossed over the lines, and love like you did. Oh, Jesus, friend of sinners. Open our eyes to the world at the end of our pointing fingers. Let our hearts be, led by mercy. Help us reach with open hearts and open doors. Oh Jesus, friend of sinners. Break our hearts for what breaks yours.

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