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Since I turn from my Wicked Ways, I learned to live a life from the one who made away Jesus Christ, I couldn't see and didn't know, that I was lost and had nowhere to go. Thought that I was in control, but the truth is Satan was taking my soul. I didn't fight nor did I push away I was listening to every word he would say, he said I will promise you the best thing is in this world, but he did not tell me at the end that I would lose my soul and end up in hell. It wasn't till I realize that I was at my end and once again doing time, leaving my wife and my children my life far behind, Here I Go Again on this roller coaster ride, didn't even realize it that I was attempting suicide, never did I shed a tear even though I was full of fear, it wasn't until I heard the Lord speak he said to me I'm right here. Then I knew my old life was gone not even thank you that I was weak all this time I thought I was strong. Today I confessed that Jesus is Lord I read his word and what I'm being told, my old life is gone now this I know. I gave him full control which loosen the grip of Satan's hold. No longer will I be a victim today I have victory now I can see my new life has just begun, all this has happened because the love of The Father's son. The pain is gone that I had inside now I'll see hope that it was in my sight, my old life is gone. My own life is gone.
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My New Life in Christ Jesus, since I turned from my wicked ways to follow Jesus Christ.
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