Landon Curt Noll
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Unpack the `dlowe-aux-data.tar.bz2` compressed tarball but keep the file as it is used in a try example. Make `earlystop.pl` executable.
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112 lines
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"Sometimes He Comes in the Clouds" by Steven Curtis Chapman
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These are the places I was so sure I'd find Him
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I've looked in the pages
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And I've looked down on my knees
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I've lifted my eyes in expectation
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To see the sun still refusing to shine, but...
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Sometimes He comes in the clouds
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Sometimes His face cannot be found
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Sometimes the sky is dark and gray
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But some things can only be known
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And sometimes our faith can only grow
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When we can't see
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So, sometimes He comes in the clouds
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Sometimes I see me, a sailor out on the ocean
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So brave and so sure as long as the skies are clear
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But when the clouds start to gather
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I watch my faith turn to fear, but...
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Sometimes He comes in the clouds
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Sometimes His face cannot be found
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Sometimes the sky is dark and gray
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But some things can only be known
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And sometimes our faith can only grow
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When we can't see
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So, sometimes He comes in the clouds
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Sometimes He comes in the rain
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And we question the pain
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And wonder why God can seem so far away
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But time will show us
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He was right there with us, and...
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"Where He Leads Me" by Twila Paris
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There's a great, broad road, through the meadow,
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And many travel there,
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But I have a gentle Shepherd,
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I would follow anywhere,
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Up a narrow path, Through the mountains,
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To the valley far below,
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To be ever in His presence,
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Where He leads me I will go.
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And there are many wondrous voices,
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Day and night they fill the air,
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But there is one so small and quiet,
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I would know it anywhere,
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In the city or in the wilderness,
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There's a ringing crystal clear,
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And to be ever close beside Him,
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When He calls me I will hear.
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Where He leads me, I will follow,
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When He calls me I will hear.
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There is a great, broad road to nowhere,
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And so many travel there,
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But I have a gentle Shepherd,
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I would follow anywhere,
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Though the journey take me far away,
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From the place I call my home,
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To be ever in His presence,
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Where He leads me I will go.
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"You'll Be There" by Cindy Morgan
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You were there when the lightning fell,
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Crashing down in the blue night,
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You came in like a raging wind all around,
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What a sweet light.
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And in the darkness You were there,
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And in the good times You were there,
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So let me say, with a prayer,
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Sweetest Savior who cares,
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Angels dance in the air,
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And tell us You'll be there.
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In the days when the dark and haze gather round,
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You're the refuge,
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You breathe again and the sun shines in through the clouds,
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How we need You,
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To be near and to be sovereign,
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Giving hope to each tomorrow,
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So we say with a prayer,
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Sweetest Savior who cares,
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Angels dance in the air,
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And tell us You'll be there.
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Shadow the lightening,
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When we are frightened,
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Heavenly light keep shining on me,
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Shining on me,
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Everywhere,
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Sweetest Savior who cares,
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Angels dance in the air,
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And tell us You'll be there.
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