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After the dark the dawn,
After the night the day,
After the storm of grief
A faith to put away

Into the heart where love,
Still a vibrant thing,
Draws the bow of hope
Across a viol's string

And waken once again
Peace to calm the strife,
And show that God is still
Holding the reins of life.
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