Be still, my soul; thy God doth undertake To guide the future, as He has the past. Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake; All now mysterious shall be bright at last. Be still, my soul: the waves and winds still know His voice Who ruled them while He dwelt below.
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i think you look like your mom in this picture. y'all are so beautiful! miss you.
canım. çok iyi gözüküyorsun. eve geri döndüğüne çok sevindim. bu arada emily bana mail atmış
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