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PENNIES ON THE TRACK We've traveled down, oh many times To the railroad tracks And laid our pennies there Just Pop and me We've heard the mournful whistle howl As the train creaked clackily Down the rails And flattened out our pennies Into memories long ago And now our children have experienced This same sweet joy and excitement Of boxcars passing o'er And bending slow And moving on Into eternity
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PSALM 139:7,8,9,10 Whiter shall I go from thy spirit or whiter shall I flee from thy presence If I ascend up into heaven thou art there If I make my bed in hell behold thou art there If I take of the wings of the morning and dwell in the innermost parts of the sea even then shall thy hand lead me and thy right hand shall lead me PSALM 139:1,2,3,4,5.6 O Lord, thou hast searched me and known me Thou knowest my downsitting and my uprising Thou understand my thought afar off Thou compassest my path and my lying down and art acquainted with all my way For there is not a word in my tongue but, lo, O Lord, thou knowest it altogether Thou hast beset me behind and before and laid thine hand upon me Such knowledge is too wonderful for me It is high, I cannot attain unto it |
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