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"He's got the whole world in his Hands", And now , Lord, You have my problems: My seemingly insoluble problems Which I have been worrying over incessantly, My own million-dollar, 24-carat problems, And I leave them with You. If You can keep the earth revolving, If You can keep the galaxies in place, If You can supervise creation, I guess you can manage My problems. They're Yours now, Lord These million-dollar problems. My task is not to worry now. I've got to trust You, believe You, Love You, And not interfere with Your resolution Of what once were My problems, Thank You, Lord. author unknown |
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