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He Walks with the Wild and the Lonely (Bob Nolan)
His smile in the downpour of sunbeams, His voice in the deep forest wind, His footstep so light in the gentle rain, He walks with the wild and the lonely.
His arms in the wide-spreading rainbow, His mantle adrift in the clouds, His footstep so light in the gathering stars, He walks with the wild and the lonely.
So fear I not now of the dark and the still Nor the sound of a great storm a-borning. No, fear I not now for I know that Thou Will be standing close by till the morning.
His promise the bright gold of autumn Fulfilled in the new green of spring. His footstep so light in the virgin snow He walks with the wild and the lonely.
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