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PRAYER FOR MY FRIENDToday I prayed for you, my friend, Your tribulation soon to end. By lifting hands to Him I plea To be healed by His victory. I ask that if any, tears be few While He bestows your health anew. Sometimes we think He doesn´t care By giving us a cross to bear. We question why He would allow Our suffering; yet it makes us bow Then persevere on paths He´s laid To claim His truths which never fade. When we accept His will-to-be, We´re disciplined for eternity. For now, He carries you, my friend, Soon ease and comfort will begin. May bands of angels now surround. I pray for peace that will abound. God bless you knowing how I care And daily lift your name in prayer. Marsha K. Davis
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