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Your voice has stilled the raging storms |
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The wind and waves bow down before |
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Your still small voice brings hope to all |
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Who wait on You, we'll wait for You |
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To lead us to the place where You'll restore our souls |
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And all our earthly strivings come to cease |
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Take from our souls the strain and stress |
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And let our ordered lives confess |
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The beauty of Your peace |
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The beauty of Your peace |
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Bright skies will soon be overhead |
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We'll enter in to Heaven's rest |
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There'll be no death, there'll be no pain |
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The things of old will pass away |
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You'll lead us to the place where You'll restore our souls |
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And all our earthly strivings come to cease |