Throw your sadness in the river,
cast your fears to the wind,
let the sea surround you now,
and drown your thoughts within.
My God will hold your innocence
like the stars held by the sky.
My God will give you purity
and wash your sore heart dry.
Glide down slow the river bed
cleanses the soul with pride.
Ocean waves can liberate
upon the rolling tide.
My God will soothe your pain
and comfort with the sound of rain.
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