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Tunes Tuesday


Hello there!

It's Tunes Tuesday and I'd like to share a song that I really needed to hear!

It's a song about our hope, secure in Christ. Please listen and I pray our hearts are awakened and revived by its words as we hold on to Christ, our everlasting hope.


:Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RSbJPZLNIuc

Love,

FeyVored

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