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Early morning sun
Casting its light Into my soul, There is a God And He may be The only friend I have left. He who knows my heart So completely May be tired Of healing it So many times. I turn again To His mercy Having lost my way Being trampled By human pain, He lifts me up Once more - Tells me To turn away And Walk with Him.
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