"...And like the sun, after all of the rain’s gone,
The morning with out any clouds comes,
With a picture of Your love.
And when I think of the stars so high over me,
The moon and the stars that let everyone see,
A picture of your love.
And after the rain has fallen, and after the clouds all roll away,
The sweetest name remains, on my soul.
‘Cause You’re faithful, always the same.
You’re faithful. You never change
You’re faithful. You’re always good. You’re always good..."
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