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Guidance Sweet sorrow, correct my soul. Come tomorrow, I will meet your goal. Today is pain, but joy awaits; Tomorrow's gain at heaven's gates. Guide my way with staff and rod. I will obey, O precious God. Take my hand; draw me to you. Help me stand; Lord, pull me through. You are strong, but I am weak, your life a song when I can't speak. Only you, Lord, free my heart. Carry me forward; find a new start. I rest in the love You freely give, sent from above to help us live. CopyRight, Hannah, 2004 |
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