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mountain of God - third day (w/ lyrics)

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"I Need A Miracle" (Official Lyric Video)

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Message - Washing Dishes - Randall Nelsen

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Washing Dishes   I remember when I was in Victory Outreaches Men's Home. I also remember when I was the official dishwasher morning, afternoon and evening.You know I really used to hate washing dishes .

Your Love Never Fails -Chris Quilala / Jesus Culture

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Message - Winter Hearts - Randall Nelsen

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WINTER HEARTS A winter Garden is a place where the flowers have not yet come into the season of Bloom. Their Time has not yet Come, they sleep and wait for spring. The Word of God says this. As for man, his days are like grass; As a flower of the field, so he flourishes. For the wind passes over it, and it is gone, And its place remembers it no more .   Psalm 103:15-16   - All flesh is as grass, And all the glory of man as the flower of the grass. The grass withers, And its flower falls away, But the word of the Lord endures forever.”   (1 Peter 1:24-25 NKJV)   Man is like a flower in the field . Our heart is just like a win ter garden until we choose to accept Jesus Christ as our Lord and Savior. If have accepted Christ w e will not b lo ssom and mature until we allow the s eed of Gods word to fall upon the fertile soil of our Hearts. We must  also have a receptive heart so that the implanted seed of God's Word can matur...

We Found Love - Rihanna feat. Calvin Harris (Boyce Avenue piano acoustic...

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Tenth Avenue North - Love Is Here

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Jesus Culture - Freedom Reigns (By Kim Walker)

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''Wherever You Will Go'' | The Calling (Boyce Avenue Acoustic Cover)

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Poetry-Pharoahs Ship- Randall Nelsen

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Pharoahs Ship By Randall Nelsen I saw the heart of my exile. It was Pharaohs ship upon the Nile . Slaves were rowing in iron chains. Sinful hearts are like slaves captured. Shackled by their prison chains. Sinful hearts are like minds enraptured Captivated by the currents of their hearts imagination. Their imagination floats adrift. On vessels bound for Egypt. Egyptian slaves row without wind,without sail,always rowing. They strain against the oars of their hearts desire. The surface of the Nile is smooth, like Alabaster. Hard and Smooth and Black Like Pharaohs Heart.