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A Beacon | ||
| May my faith a beacon be, Beaming bright for all to see, Like a solitary tree In its purple majesty. Other folk will be inspired Even when I'm feeling tired. I can radiate God's peace, Off'ring comfort and release. But I must not inward look, Buried always in a book. I must be alert to see People who have need of me. | ||
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