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Out of Breath

Breathe on me, three in one God
let Thy breath of life
restore life to me.
That first breath – the genesis of humanity
Can this mortal body
of clay and water
broken by sin and guilt
be mended,
by the Potter Himself?
InThy presence I humbly bow

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