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The river roared softly around the base of the mountains as the birds sang a song in the tall pines of Washington. Just off the deck, the silky green grass turned into rocky paths and bare feet danced to their own song. Something was beginning to stir in the midst of fear as hope took hold of young hearts. Joy covered that place while mourning turned to dancing.

Psalm 30:11-12

"You turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy, that my heart may sing your praises and not be silent. Lord my God, I will praise you forever."

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