For there is much beauty on Earth.
We are swooned by it, at the moment of birth.
Since man touched the hand of God.
Human kind has built a life, out of useless sod.
For trials will lead us to reason.
For everything has a purpose, it has a season.
Through the dark, through the rain.
There is nothing God can't attain.
For he will hold us through the darkest times.
He will hold us through the bluest skies.
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