Things just go better with a friend,
Or maybe two or three,And I can always count on you
While you can count on me.
Although we have a thorn or two,
We look past all those things,
And stick together through it all
For the love friendship brings.
Because in each day, no matter how dark or how long, there is a praise to be found. Sometimes our hearts are too weary or too frightened to voice them, but our souls cry out to God... and He is there.
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