How do we pick up the tiny tendrils of faith,
When it all seems to be going so wrong. Worry,
Fear dogs our steps and we falter either flinging
It away or coming closer, it is our choice. Yet
Always this refrain appears, "Do not fear."
When it all seems to be going so wrong. Worry,
Fear dogs our steps and we falter either flinging
It away or coming closer, it is our choice. Yet
Always this refrain appears, "Do not fear."
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