Oaks Of Righteousness

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Am in the  middle of an unknown land
Blunt on the way to go
Swift wind hit me
Wish my deep root keep me

My wide branches always made me known even in the dark
Just have to maintain that great standard

With my fruit given to me by my saviour
Soul rely on it for satisfaction
Doubt keep on playing in my mind

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