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Where did you come from, baby
dear?
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When thou turn'st away from
ill,
When thou turnest toward good,
When thy heart says, "Father,
pardon!"
When stern Duty wakes to watch,
But when Hope thy song doth
rouse,
When to love is all thy wit,
When God's will is thy heart's
pole,
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"Baby Angel," artist unknown Background design by SilverBerch, copyright © 2000 |