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Weaving

My life is but a weaving between my Lord and me.
I cannot choose the colors He worketh steadily.
Oft times he weaveth sorrow and I in foolish pride forget
He sees the upper and I the underside.
Not till the loom is silent and the shuttle ceases to fly shall
God unroll the canvas and explain the reason why.

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