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I stand before you now, crying and Humbling down unto my knees, A tear stricken face you gaze upon With such forgiveness and love. You gently grasp my hand and Bring me unto my feet. My eyes are lifted upon the sight of you And so my soul is also lifted. My flood of tears you wiped away, Bringing peace that calmed the winds Of my life, turning them into a slight breeze, So that I could stand.