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Your Presence

Your Presence My God, the Lord of Love The one who is so high above You alone are like a hive In times and seasons i dont have Without you, lightening and thunder Blow like a storm raging with anger And everything just looks like danger I know because i hear them yonder But when you come my Helper I am just so filled with wonder For everything becomes so better Because all troubles go further.

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