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"Harvest Moon"
It was way up high,
There in the sky.
Sending its glow,
Toward a cemetery I know.
Its golden glow beaming,
And star lights gleaming.
Danced on ahead,
Upon a crop long dead.
Beneath rows of stones,
Where long gone loved ones,
Lie covered with sod,
Awaiting their God.
while long cold bones,
Rest beneath the stones.
Marked in the night,
By the moon's soft light.
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"In Tune"
I'm in tune with Jesus,
His very words, are my song.
And His words of truth,
Will never lead me wrong.
As each day goes by,
And sadful things appear,
I look toward my savior
With out pain or fear.
Though I stand meek and humble
In the shadow of His light
It is enough to guide me,
In the darkness of the night.
So lord if I seem to drift,
Let me here my song again.
So I will know, you are with me,
Until my earthly end.
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