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Faith... Hope... Love
Fire And Rain
Just yesterday morning they let me know you were gone
......... the plans they made put an end to you
I walked out this morning and I wrote down this song
I just can't remember who to send it to

I've seen fire and I've seen rain
I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end
I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend
But I always thought that I'd see you again

Won't you look down upon me, Jesus
You've got to help me make a stand
You've just got to see me through another day
My body's aching and my time is at hand
And I won't make it any other way

Oh, I've seen fire and I've seen rain
I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end
I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend
But I always thought that I'd see you again

Been walking my mind to an easy time my back turned towards the sun
Lord knows when the cold wind blows it'll turn your head around
Well, there's hours of time on the telephone line to talk about things
to come
Sweet dreams and flying machines in pieces on the ground

Oh, I've seen fire and I've seen rain
I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end
I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend
But I always thought that I'd see you, baby, one more time again, now

Thought I'd see you one more time again
There's just a few things coming my way this time around, now
Thought I'd see you, thought I'd see you fire and rain, now

James Taylor
Faith ......Hope........Love
Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast,
It is not proud. It is not rude,
It is not self seeking, it is not easily angered,
It keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil
But rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes,
Always perseveres.
Love never fails.
But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there
Are tongues, they will be stilled;
Where there is knowledge, it will come to pass away.
For we know in part and we prophesy in part,
But when perfection comes,
The imperfect disappears.

When I was a child, I talked like a child,
I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child.
When I became a man, I put childish ways
Behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection;
Then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part;
Then I shall know fully, even as I am full known.
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love.
But the greatest of these is LOVE.
CLOSE TO YOU
I CAN ONLY IMAGINE
THE MASTER'S HAND
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