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I know

I Know

In truth betwixt the midst of all I be,
Tis there that God doth hide his love for me.
He knows the taste of pain in depths of love,
As I suffer with that which is my cove.
Conceives for me a plan to write of birth,
His book of life for all who pass on earth.
He Tries, He tears, and still I take His way.
For this I know makes whom shall be today.

The tale of pain, of fear, regrets, and death,
I take what feels to be that last, short breath.
He shows his care and dares to be my guide,
Though I should seal my life from Him in pride.
My path from me is hid within my dues.
He says, I know the plans I have for you.

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