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| When the sky won't stop to weep, Pools become as rivers deep. Roiling waters colored brown Stop the traffic in the town. You're afraid to drive on through, But there's nothing else to do. Trust the Lord to guide the way So you can survive the day. When you reach some road that's dry, Having passed the flooding by, Praise the Lord that He let you Part the waters and drive through. | ||
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