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Mastering the Dark Clouds

In all our days upon the earth they are clouds all around some are light but others dark amidst them there’s hope to be found These dark one’s can be awful black and over boding to the soul your mood seems always cast down hopelessness fills you as comfort’s stole Remember to lift your drooping head up for over your hill lies your eternal hope there’s a God in heaven waiting patiently to see you passing down your rope So this is our God of hope Jesus who wipes away our cloud keep your heart embraced in His eternally secure the Lord has vowed

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