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My Come From Place

Eva Martin - OH

 If you could see my come from place

You'd see darkness fade into the light.

You'd know that many nights my heart

And soul reached up to the Heavens.

To hear that still voice say "You are my child".

  In the face of my fear the drum roll would

Explode and my tears would flow,

Dropping into an ocean of pain to wash

Me away.

  I could only touch my faith, but I saw

My God smile.  I felt a peace spread

Over me like icing on a cake.

  It was then that I knew a vision of peace,

It was then I knew Me!

And I was meant to be.

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