Anishinaabe My name is "Anishinaabe," created from nothing interesting, until Gitche Manitou cut out my heart, gave me a new one, and now I walk a straight path.
I was spontaneously selected by Gitche's mercy and grace for life abundant, but I rebel against it. I don't know why. I have a murderous heart, a tongue of fire, and a desire to steal Gitche's glory, but I want to make him smile, and I don't know why. He breathed new life into my loathsome soul, purges my offenses, and loves me completely, but why? He adopted me into his family, and I call him "Abba," daddy, and I'm his child, and he will never leave me. This I know that I know that I know, and I consent to it.
I love the highlighted research- it helps me understand words not familiar to me. How great is our God! Great poem!
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Thank you! Yes, hypertext sometimes takes us to helpful places.
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