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Peace, you, there's no need to be afraid
Peace, my soul, for He knows of what you're made
Though mountains crumble when He bares His breast
In the crook of His arm I will lie to rest
Peace, my soul, it is the moment for which you've prayed
Excerpt from "Howl, My Soul" by M.T. Winter