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Yes I go
where Angels fly They carry me on wings up high No hands can hold me unto the ground No locks nor chains can keep me down Where I go my cares are free To skies of blue they carry me When I'm down from the day to day On Angels wings I go I shalt not stay To a haven of peace and rest Calming me in my guarded nest Away from all the world's demand That drain me of my strength to stand Their strength and power can bring dread and fear Those my enemies dare not come near Here I'll heal as time go by Renewing my spirit where Angels fly.
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