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Disappearing Peak | ||
| When the peak is dressed in mist, By the clouds so sweetly kissed, It will disappear from view, Hidden well from me and you. Yet it will not go away! If we wait another day It emerges firm and strong. It was waiting all along. So it is with God above, Giving us His constant love. Though He may not be in sight, He is there with all his might. | ||
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