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Tranquility | ||
| On an earthen road we strolled When the weather was not cold, Circling 'round the hills of green Where the valleys could be seen. Though the town was close at hand We began to understand There is sweet tranquility In the rural scene we see. Horses, cattle graze at will In the shade or on the hill. Praise to God for this great gift That can give our heart a lift. | ||
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