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About This Poem
In Our Darkest Hour
In Our Darkest Hour
In our darkest hour
When tears find a place to fall
We then turn to a higher power
And he sends his angels to us all
When it seems there’s no break
From the stress and depression inside
It is then when he takes
Our hands and stands by our side
We might not be able to see
His face looking back at us with love
But if we look at a flying bird that is set free
Then we will know what he is made of
If we take a good look around
Through the darkest hours of our days
We would find it easy to have found
Jesus in so many ways
The sunrise from which he says good day
The sunshine that reflects his love into our eyes
So strong it burns the dark clouds away
Just so we can embrace his beautiful trace in sunrise
In our darkest hour
When fears find a place to appear
We then turn to a higher power
And he sends his angels here…
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