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I may be small to human eyes But to God you're smaller yet You may out-match me in strength and size But not in faith I'll bet. For every step that crushed my soul You're doomed to ten on flaming coals For every mile you drag me through You're to match on rocks, and uphill too! You cannot win if my trust is full In Him who is bigger than you For every wound you inflicted on earth You will suffer too.
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