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The freedom of a man
Whose been touched by His hand
Is something to behold
Like a story that is told
That is too good to be true
Cause it gives me and you
The feeling of a dream
About life and what it means
As we view things through God’s eyes
And quickly find we are surprised
By the liberty He has called us to
In all the tasks we set to do
Not straining outside His power
In the challenges of this hour
But coming to know the touch of grace
As all sufficient as we behold His face
Woody Winchell
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