W-ith God all the way,
I-n every kind of weather;
N-either eye will turn blind,
N-or hand will be a sinner.
I-n the Almighty you trust,
F-or He knows no failure;
R-unning to the loving Lord
E-verytime you feel the pressure.
D-ay and night of your life, you pray to the merciful Father;
O-pening your heart to Him, asking for His comforting care.
O-ffer praise in any clime,
C-louds will fade into gray;
O-ctober twenty-third morn, you're with God all the way.
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