The Blessing Someone told me there is a blessing in a bad memory I asked God how could this be? Remember the night Christ died for thee. If he had not, where do you think you would be. I let it happen for a story to be told To people everywhere young and old. For pain is a thing of life You will not recognize joy if you never go through strife You can never experience love if you never experienced pain How can you enjoy the sun if you never come out...
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