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Thou Art Molding Meby Paul Leaman
Oh my soul, Iím so weary,
Father, help me to understand.
How long must I endure this pain,
Oh how heavy Lord, Thy hand.
Yet Thy hand is gentle
Full of purpose and of love.
And I know Thou art molding me
For Thy home above.
by Paul H. Leaman
"For I reckon that the sufferings
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