Hagar
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Alone in the dry, hot desert with a small boy
Weary from a long journey,
Abandoned by her baby's daddy
Destitute, thirsting to death
Crying in despair to her God
A voice spoke to her and she saw life
A stream of water, flowing to salvation
For her and her son, in the middle of the
Dry dust, moisture sprung to new life
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