SUNDAY morning. Simon listening to one of his radios.

"Jesus is a rock in a weary land," says the radio. The preacher is black, with a deep sonorous voice.

"I wrote a little song that says, dont wait till the battle is over, you can shout now. Cause you know that in the end, you gonna be victorious. That dont mean you aint gonna cry. That dont mean you aint gonna feel pain. But in the end, you will prevail, in His name. Lift your face to Him, and let Him lead the way. Re?joice. Its all right. Rejoice. Its all right. Rejoice. Its allllllright. Despite what may be going on around you, you can, you can find perfect peace. How much, con?tinuously, do we love Him."

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