Your Works Not Done

 

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When your tears

Fall like rain,

God sees your grief

And feels your pain.

 

He knows you cry

He’s heard you pray,

He speaks to you

I hear Him say,

 

I’ll left you up

When you’re down.

I’ll put a smile

Where there’s a frown

 

The best for you

Is yet to come,

March on My Child

Your works not done.