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Seven-Seven, The Seventh of July.

The gray skies loom.
Darkness never seems to go away.
The anguish remains.

My heart remains torn.
And as my breath weakens.
I will still sing.

Hallelujah.
As the tears fall.
Hallelujah.

As the darkness surround me.
Fears drown me.
I will still sing.

Hallelujah.
In the face of death.
Hallelujah.

At the end.
The sun rises.
My God, my King and has rescued me.

And death has no power.
I will still sing.
Hallelujah.
I surrender all to You.