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Those Hands

by RosylEbarle

I may not know how many times I stumble and fall for tomorrow Yet, I know there's always a hand to help me get up again. I may not know how much pain I might get for tomorrow Yet, I know there's always a hand that heals every wounded hearts. I may not know how much sorrow will be for tomorrow Yet, I know there's always a hand that draws rainbows of joy to find me. I may never know what tomorrow may bring Yet, I know God sees my future and holds me near.
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RosylEbarle
21 / Philippines
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Written by
RosylEbarle
21 / Philippines
Published
Nov 10, 2019
Time
1m
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In Thy hands, I'm safe and sound

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#hopefulness
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