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The hardest part getting up for the ride 

Directions Opinions Ideas whirling 

Hoping for a fresh wind in this dry place 

Tears flow yet no one really sees 

The only peace is knowing the love of God 

This is a time of faith not solid sight

I chose to ride now I choose to trust 

Oh! Voice of reason roar over my heart 

 My Lord is perfecting that which concerns me❤️❤️❤️