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The memories flow like a river.
Dancing in the valleys of my face.
It is warm but I shiver.
I'm at the cross but cannot be saved.
faith
when
i
see
her
green eyes
faith
when
i
touch
her
warm
red-apple smile
because
faith
i
am still sure
gives me
a quiet place
to heal
and
i
know
that
faith reveals
every place
that
i
go
faith
what
giveth light
to
the
shy moon
while
faith
prepareth
a table
for me
with
the
bread of heaven
faith
what giveth light
for the light
in him
shall not
glow dim
but
give
him swift sanctuary
that
calm the gray storm
thus
give him the shield of faith
but
let him rest
through
the bread of heaven
and
not grow weary
in
the
arms of the almighty
if not
for the light in him
grant him assurance
yet
everlasting peace
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