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A Worried Soul!

Four kids she had
With a tumor bad

Her face was pale
And eyes were stale

Will I then survive?
Recover and thrive?

Or in pain languish?
She asked in anguish

Who will look after them?
If I go away from them

I tried to console her
Calm and control her

The will of God be done
He looks after everyone

Do not worry at all
He is a refuge for all

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