jazzlover
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It Takes Pressure to Make a Diamond
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Post by jazzlover on Jun 14, 2006 11:51:28 GMT -5
The Storm
The storm I am in is eerie and wild, Yet my spirit is calm and mild.
My health is failing at a swift pace, But my soul longs to see Jesus face.
At times I wish I could die, But my spirit still desires to fly.
I pray but I don’t always hear His voice, Still, I make Jesus my choice.
Pain is my companion day and night, But your Word gives me insight.
This storm is terrible indeed, But through Jesus my soul has been freed.
Physically I feel unable to fight, Praise Jesus He gives me His might.
His grace is what keeps me, I’m justified, sanctified, and free!
MHS
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