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427. His Passing

Darkened clouds did set the mood
No sunlight needed for the occasion
A somber moment had now come
For we had lost a leader of our nation
The wind does whisper his words now
Saved within our souls and hearts
We pray not for his passing death
But to rejoice as each new life starts
For his wisdom and greatness saved us all
He lead us across our own Red Sea
Through his leadership we lived and prospered
To remain forever the land of the free
So as his body is laid to rest
Our final words said for his goodbye
We thank the Lord for giving him to us
For his passing we do grieve and cry


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