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| When the traffic's like a snail, May our patience never fail. When we're in that frozen state There is time to meditate. 'Tis no use to rant and rave, 'Bout the time we'd like to save. There is nothing we can do, So we should not fume and stew. We should learn we don't control Our environs or our soul. We must trust the Lord to bring Everything we need to sing. | ||
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