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In Palestine the food is quite rare
Children looking for food everywhere
With a rumble and growl
They let out a howl
Just a sandwich Please
We'll even share.
History will remember
These who said nothing about the
Holocaust of Palestine πŸ‡΅πŸ‡Έ
In Bethlehem you where born and
You from Nazareth where
Your parents Joseph and Mary lived
But in the small town of Nazareth
Under the blue sky
You where born we will never deny
With humble beginnings a carpenter's son
You grew in wisdom watching the world run
And Lord Jesus of Nazareth forever true
And deep in our hearts too and
Through ages you speaks in hearts
You forever reside and
In every kind deed your spirit abides
In the small towns and cities
In roman occupied Palestine
Your truth we reclaim and
Nazareth’s Lord Jesus forever our flame.
In 1940 Nazareth was a Palestinian town within Mandatory Palestine under British administration.
I'm not what I appear to be
I wear a mask so bright
And in the depths where few can see
A tangled web resides in me
I'm not what I appear to be
A painted smile a perfect soul
Yet deep inside I'm torn and frayed
A dreamer lost in the charade and
Yes I'm not what I appear to be
And you'll never know what I know
While fears and doubts I must embrace
My heart does sing and shout and
I search for meaning in the Lord's light
And now you see me now you don't
I'm not what I appear to be
So here I am paradox
A puzzle wrapped in paradox
And if you stop to look and see
You might just find it's more than me.
I'm not what I appear to be.
A soft kiss like a whispering breeze
And brings me warmth and comfort
In moments of care and
True love is everywhere and
It lingers in the air and
A gentle reminder to seize.
Kissing πŸ’‹ 😘 πŸ˜—
In a church by the old oak tree
It grew slowly and children prayed too
And everyone gather so joyfully
With hymns they will sing
And joy they will bring
In the church we love to sing
Where all hearts are free.
Israeli army bombs the Catholic church in Palestine late Pope Francis his friend injured in the attack he's a Catholic priest.

These evil Jews control everything and care about nobody.
In Palestine evil

shadows linger

softly draping the silence

where children once danced



A teardrop hangs

heavy in the air

whispers of yesterday

echo in the stillness



And Palestinian hearts

Torn a part and in

search for peace but

They only find aching

And painful memories unspoken.
Palestine πŸ‡΅πŸ‡Έ
In a world of heartache
And never ending suffering
We send heartfelt wishes to you
For the sick and suffering
So let us pray and we think about you
And may hope and love
Lead the way and with love
In our hearts we comply
Forever and always Palestine
We will never stop thinking
About you.
Anyone Who Loves Lord Jesus Christ
You will side with the Palestinians.

The Holocaust Of The Palestinians.
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