She’s just like all the rest of them,
No differences to see,And yet she stands out from the rest,
As cheerful as can be.
She always has a smiling face.
Whatever the day brings,
She opens her heart to the joy,
Looks heavenward and sings.
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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