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Sands of Time
Let me walk close by your side,
as I watch the rising tide.
As I stroll the sands of time,
help me know your love divine.
And sometimes feeling tossed and worn,
and broken like a shell forlorn,
I know you'll pick me up and then,
keep me safe within your hand.
So though the sea holds cares and woes,
your love grows stronger as it flows,
pulling me closer day by day,
to the shelter of your bay.
Isaiah 43:2
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