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| Like a car that does not start Till you push it on its way We are sometimes weak of heart In our vessels made of clay. We must charge our battery So that we can move along. We confess our frailty And our wish to be more strong. If we look to God in prayer When our zeal begins to fade He will give us strength to share And we'll find we have it made. | ||
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