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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Is that a surf board in your kitchen. You need to bring that to Cali when I get home and we'll go surfing.
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