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I am covered by His crimson plan, divine assurance sealed, A policy of mercy, where broken hearts are restored. Broken homes repaired! His blood, our eternal premium, paid once for sundry, secure. Grace insurance of our souls forever, steadfast, strong, and sure. When sin propensity arise, His covenant stands secure, An indemnity of grace, eternal and pure. No risk or whisky too great, no debt beyond His claim, His blood a redemption insurance, assurance in His name. Jesus my policy beyond Nyaradzo or Doves. 'Cause he Loves And His promises are never empty ...

Venturing alone to a prayer mountain at night ,on the 23rd of May 2026, was an experience that began with a sense of unease. Initially, the solitude of the bush was daunting. I started praying in tongues. Yet as time passed, the fear that gripped me slowly faded away, replaced by a deep sense of tranquility. In that peaceful stillness, I continued praying. As I prayed, I felt the presence of the Lord, a visitation that brought an overwhelming sense of calm. Through his mighty angels, the fear that once filled the night was replaced by a comforting peace. It turned into an extraordinary experience of faith and reflection, one that I will always hold dear.