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God's Guest | ||
| Stars are twinkling overhead As I shake my drowsy head. Soon I'll hop into my bed, Filled with peace instead of dread. Sleep will smooth my furrowed brow. I might dream of Chinese chow. Praise the Lord for blessed rest. Day by day I pass His test. Trying hard to do my best, I will be His welcome guest. | ||
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