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There is an old saying I truly believe That says God moves in mysterious ways I always wondered why How true the saying has evolved today As nature reaps its wretched ways Upon our troubled times So now we have another storm The gulf has brewed again Her name this time is Rita And death does ride her wake Is this God's way of testing souls Only he knows for sure So prepare yourself, for what's to come When Rita comes ashore If it's his will that I should die I ask dear God to forgive the sins That reside so deep within For when I enter my home in heaven As God has washed me clean Then I'll know the answer To the old saying, I truly believe