Debilitated and disabled, yet others have believed,
for what can change everything, not sight nor touch received.
Did not have enough time to know everything, yet believe;
mocked and discouraged in everything, yet believe.
Giving up everything, yet believe;
lost what’s everything, yet believe.
I believe you make everything beautiful in your time,
I breathe in joy, making gladness as my heart’s chime.

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