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But I’m so small I can barely be seen
How can this great love be inside of me?
Look at your eyes - they’re small in size, but they see enormous things.

Oh, but I’m so afraid, and I’m set in my ways
But he’ll make the rabbits and rocks sing his praise.
But I’m too tired, I won’t last long.
No, he’ll use the weak to overcome the strong!

We hunger, but though all that we eat brings us little relief
We don’t know quite what else to do,
We have all our beliefs but we don’t want our beliefs,
God of peace, we want you.

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— Four Word Letter, Pt. 2