B-ehold the hands of the Almighty,
E-ither of the two is strong;
M-illion miles away is reached,
B-ecause they are both long.
O-pen hands of the Almighty always touch your head;
L-etting you think of Him right after you rise from bed.
S-unday October twenty-second
O-bliterates the journey's misery;
R-eaching the glorious goal
I-s in the hands of the
A-lmighty.
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