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I smell smoke
 
I smell smoke, Lord, I see the fire
Burning hotter, flaming higher
Red hot embers, I remember
Was a cold day, in December
Devil had me, torturing me
Why didn't I believe the Word
Jesus came down, for to save me
I denied him, precious Savior
Now these embers, red hot embers
Eternally, in pain to be

By olderandbolder

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