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God can you spare,
a moment today,
to listen to me and,
hear what I say?
I’m tempest tossed,
waves fifty feet high,
but You’re here with me,
not off in the sky.
I whisper to You,
calm and confident say,
"Thy will be done,
done on this day."
I'm not sure why,
but I never know fear.
Perhaps it's because,
it’s You I hold dear.
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