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Peace had gone from my restless heart.From Thee, dear Lord, by thoughtless word,I felt myself a world apart;How could a prayer of mine be heard?

Still the risen sun brought light from Thee;Fair butterflies blew all around;Blossoms bent to the banded bee,Then my heart to a singing sound.

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"Nothing shall by any means hurt you"
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