The Wave

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My life sometimes seems like a wave,
up and down I go.
When I settle at the top,
only You really know.

Though this life is rough,
You said You'll always guide me.
You are my salvation,
because You died on the tree.

I live You,
or so I try.
Though sometimes I fail,
You wipe away the tears I cry.

I thank You for the good times,
but also for the bad.
For it is then that You shine even brighter,
to make me once again glad.





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