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In a crowd ifs so easy for me to hide. My true motives overshadowed
by my pride. My darkness is eclipsed by another's
light. And no one looks too closely: They never know I'm not alright. Oh. take
me to a solitary place. Compassion
takes me by the hand Into the Throne of Grace. Where I feel free to confess in your shakanna light. Whole again in God's forgiveness. I'm precious in your sight. I can go boldly to your throne of Grace................ In a solitary place,
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