Listen brethren, sister, you are a bright star
Never let trials take away from who you are
Do not be afraid, overcome your fear
Whatever you'll go through, Christ will be there
He purposely allow you to face perilous times
You are like a city on a hill, let His glory shine.
Don't pout, don't whine, and don't you frown
You keep that smile going, even when you're down
Because at any given time Christ will turn the tables around!
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