Below Grace And Hope In The Sky
Sometimes the path is painful,
But it lead to something beautiful.
If I didn't suffer, I wouldn't meet my wife.
If I didn't cry, I wouldn't appreciate my strife.
If you're unhappy just look at the stars intently.
They are like little eyes disappearing your troubles away.
Trust the process and believe; trust God.
Your miracle might be closer, think you had.
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