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Passing through, don’t you know
We’re just passing through?
This journey of life, so full of strife —
We’re just passing through.

It’s all just a dream, or so it seems —
Sometimes a nightmare of terrors,
Or at it’s best — a comedy of errors.

The saints and sinners,
The losers, the winners.
The rich and famous,
The poor and infamous.
The weak, the strong,
The hopeful, the wrong.

All loved by God,
All beautiful in His eyes —
No time to compromise
His love for you.