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Amidst


Amidst the confusion. Amidst all the noise. There's a sound, I know, that's hard to hear. It's the sound of Jesus' voice. My God is leading me when I can't see Him. And He is guiding me through the dark days. When I lift up my soul to Him All my fears pass away. The more I listen. The more I hear Him. And I think I know what He wants me to do Is to follow Him. My God is leading me through the dark times. And He's guiding me through the bright days. When I lift up my soul to Him All my fears pass away.
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