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A Poor Bloggers Songbook

A Poor Bloggers Songbook. Monday, December 29, 2008. From the hands it came down. From the side it came down. From the feet it came down. And ran to the ground. Between heaven and hell. In the deep crimson dew. The tree of life grew. And the blood gave life. To the branches of the tree. And the blood was the price. That set the captives free. And the numbers that came. Through the fire and the flood. Clung to the tree. And were redeemed by the blood. From the tree streamed a light. That started the fight.

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A Poor Bloggers Songbook. Monday, December 29, 2008. From the hands it came down. From the side it came down. From the feet it came down. And ran to the ground. Between heaven and hell. In the deep crimson dew. The tree of life grew. And the blood gave life. To the branches of the tree. And the blood was the price. That set the captives free. And the numbers that came. Through the fire and the flood. Clung to the tree. And were redeemed by the blood. From the tree streamed a light. That started the fight.

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