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Well now, listen here, y’all! Round about them parts, ol’ Paul says somethin’ like this: “Ain’t no doubt God’s the one runnin’ the show, sendin’ us all them good things, like a big ol’ tree full of ripe peaches! So let’s be hollerin’ praises to Him, ’cause He’s givin’ us the goods, y’hear?”
Alrighty, y’all! Here’s the deal: Think ‘bout good stuff, ya hear? Like what’s pure, lovely, and makes ya smile. Don’t be ponderin’ on the ugly or the crazy. If it’s got any good in it, let it stew in yer noggin. Now go on and chew on them fine thoughts, ya hear? Keep it light!
Hey there, Lord! We’re wonderin’ if ya might wanna shake things up for us again. Y’know, like you did back in the day when you brought us good times and happiness. We could sure use a lil’ sprucin’ up ’round here. So, whatcha think? Let’s see some of that heavenly magic!
Well, let me tell ya, from startin’ to finish, the Good Lord’s got yer back, buddy! He’s watchin’ over ya when you head out for that moonlit stroll and when ya finally roll back home again. Ain’t no way you’re slippin’ through life without Him keepin’ an eye on ya, ya hear?
Well, lemme tell ya, don’t you worry, cousin! The Good Lord ain’t gonna let ya stumble, not even once. He’s watchin’ over ya like a hawk eyein’ a chicken coop. So kick back and relax, ‘cause He’s got your back, keepin’ ya safe from all them pesky missteps and tumbles down the holler!
Well, I reckon when I’m lookin’ up at them big ol’ hills, I’m askin’ where my help’s comin’ from. Ain’t no doubt, my help’s from the good Lord above, the one who made the heavens and earth, y’know? So, when life gets tricky, I just keep my eyes on the sky!
If’n my folks down here in the sticks, who’re callin’ on me, would just humble theirselves, pray up, and turn away from their mischief, I’d lend ’em an ear from up yonder. I’d heal their land, bring back the corn, and make it rain like it’s the 4th of July! Yeehaw!
Well, y’all, as I wrap this up, remember that ol’ buddy Paul up in the big sky gave y’all a shout-out from the good folks down in Philippians. Ain’t nuthin’ but love and grace comin’ your way! So, keep your boots on and your hearts light—God’s got yer back, fer real! Bless yer hearts!
Well now, listen here, folks! Don’t you go losin’ heart in all the hard work you’re doin’. Ain’t no use slackin’ off, ‘cause every bit of sweat you put in counts for somethin’ up yonder. Keep at it, and remember, the Good Lord’s watchin’ your back, so let’s give it our all, y’all!
Well, lemme tell ya, y’all! Thanks be to the Big Guy upstairs who’s givin’ us the win over that ol’ death thing. Ain’t no grave gonna hold us down, no sir! We got victory in our corner, like a cat with nine lives! So, let’s holler and celebrate, ‘cause we’re livin’ large!
“O death, ya think yer tough? You ain’t got nothin’ on me! Where’s yer sting, huh? Ain’t no grave gonna hold me down! So step off, ya ol’ reaper! I reckon I’m gonna dance right past ya into the great beyond, laughin’ all the way! Ain’t no fear in this here heart!”
Well, when the good Lord gives that trumpet a toot, them bodies that’s all worn out will get fixed up real good. Ain’t no more wearin’ out or takin’ dirt naps! We’ll shed them old skins like a snake and strut around like we own the place ’cause death ain’t got a foothold no more! Y’all get that?
