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UNQUESTIONED
Our loving Father in mercy will show,
Soon, very soon, 'tis the right wind to blow.

Bear me a message over the sea,
Over the desert, and over the lea,
Out on the mountains, and out to the plain,
To happy fountain, and to the rain,
That God the Father, who made us all so,
Knows where each wind is intended to go,
Knows of our heart in its sorrow or joy,
And that all gold is wrought with alloy.

But my dear sister and brother alike,
God surely orders our lives thus aright;
We have no worry, nor cause to complain,
Sun is in shadow? Why, then we have rain.

Listen, just listen to winds that will blow;
Catch the sweet message in every rainbow.
'Tis only the way of our life as we go;
Sun through the rain is what makes the rainbow.

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