Soapy bubbles make me clean
Lift what troubles, what's unseen
But the dirt comes back again
So oft I wash with my trusty friend
Lift what troubles, what's unseen
But the dirt comes back again
So oft I wash with my trusty friend
Studying the gospel is like- Catching a double rainbow; Each drop of wisdom reflects light- Hinting there is more to see and know!
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