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DUROJAIYE ADEBOYE

(lagos nigeria)

The Divine God Of Nature Part 2 (Introdcution)


You are the divine God of nature
Creator of nature
The divine God of peace and war
Through knowledge and power
You attain morality
You become the God of doing right
Taking delight in morality
And dwelling in them that are moral
You perfectly created a world of morality
Nothing created you that is evil
With your eyes you watch over us all
Seeing all our morality
And judging all our immoral act
You are the power behind all that we see
The true God of nature

Submitted: Friday, November 15, 2013
Edited: Friday, November 15, 2013

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This part two is d human view of the divine God of nature.

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