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My friends they are so beautiful

And they’re beautifully made,

There’s something about their hearts, you see,

Something our God gave.

In their laughter I see heaven

In their tears another side,

I know my friends, those with whom I pray

Those that for tears of joy I’ve cried.

I seek them in the summer,

And in the winter they’re just there,

I’ve never known them disappear,

Or any limit to their care.

I pray for their protection,

I hunger for their love,

For in this peace, there is so clear

Jesus, here, with us.

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