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THE LAST YEAR
Whatever is coming,
be sure of My love,
It’s firm and secure
and it comes from above.
Though I’m right at the edge,
My arms go the distance,
Just step out by faith
and give no resistance.
Without faith it’s impossible
to please God your father,
The echo is fading,
and it won’t get much louder.
Copyright © BY JOE MEDREK
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