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God is Our All in All


Acts 17:24-28King James Version (KJV)

24 God that made the world and all things therein, seeing that he is Lord of heaven and earth, dwelleth not in temples made with hands;
25 Neither is worshipped with men's hands, as though he needed any thing, seeing he giveth to all life, and breath, and all things;
26 And hath made of one blood all nations of men for to dwell on all the face of the earth, and hath determined the times before appointed, and the bounds of their habitation;
27 That they should seek the Lord, if haply they might feel after him, and find him, though he be not far from every one of us:
28 For in him we live, and move, and have our being; as certain also of your own poets have said, For we are also his offspring.

Dear Friends,

  • God
  • made the world
  • He
  • made all things
  • See
  • He is
  • The Lord
  • Lord
  • of Heaven
  • Lord
  • of Earth
Hallelujah! Glory to God!

  • He 
  • does not dwell
  • in a temple
  • made of hands
  • Nor is He worshipped
  • With men's hands
  • Seeing
  • HE
  • Gives life
  • Gives breath
  • And ALL things
Praise God!

  • He has made of one blood
  • All nations
  • He has appointed
  • The bounds
  • Of their habitation
Mighty God!

  • They should seek God
  • That they might feel Him
  • And find Him
  • He is not far from us
Merciful Father!

  • In Him
  • We live
  • We move
  • We have
  • Our Being
God is our All in All!

Bless His Holy Name.

in Christ,

Sis. Stephanie




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