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When the world collapses
and leaves you holding fistfuls of sand
Who is left to hold to?
My king, my creator
My Savior my friend
Who turns sand into glass
in crystaline wonder
Who shines light into darkness
and binds life together
who holds sun and moon
and stars and weather
who cares of my state
who is the hope of my life
My King, my Creator, my Friend
my Redeemer.
~JLB
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