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We can't foresee the turning of the tide When problems beset us and tears are cried.
Sometimes life deals from the bottom of the deck
The enemy seeks to devour and destroy,
While walking through the valley, our heads hung low,
How many times have we traveled this road
Yet when we come to our darkest hour
It doesn't matter how bad things might seem,
God will not fail us in our times of pain.
So when we find ourselves at a total loss
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