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When dark days with cloudy skies
Obscure the light of hope,
Faith once strong within us dies
And we in darkness grope.
The shepherd true can never fail
He still will guard his own,
Smoking flax or reed so frail
Is never left alone.
When again the sun is seen
Our way again clear,
We know he has ever been
With us to guide and cheer.