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| When you're hiking down a hill And you cannot find a trail You'll explore until you will, If your patience does not fail. When at last you see a mark That another came this way You will make it to the park To complete another day. Praise the Lord for leading you With a sense that's ever right. He will always see you through, Even in the dark of night. | ||
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