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He Knows Best

He Knows Best No, I wont cry anymore I got my eyes red and sore My heart drained to the core, Its strained. Its tiring, how I've been enquiring Endless pleas I'm sure they floated out of Milkyway to some place they filter pleads Where they weigh their worth against gold Guess I wasn't found deserving Thats why the cold Hold There should be a reason why they bloom in spring Winter they shade Death a moment Life a phase Night a rest Day a test Thats why the seasons I need no more reasons I know He heard For much I earned After all He knows best My love first Christ the Lord

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