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| "DAY BY DAY" |
| In darkest days do dreams go on when the tank is empty and the distance long? When truth is real but it feels wrong, who then will lift me up? Perhaps the Father who lost a Son understands these emotions. How can the cross be a battle won? Only God knows. His blood runs down and covers me. The awful stain of Calvery somehow shares my pain and helps light the way.. moment by moment.. day by day. BY DAVID LOOMIS COPYRIGHT 2000 |
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