O fearful saints new courage take
The clouds that you now dread
Are big with mercy and will break
In blessings on your head
Judge not the Lord by feeble sense
But trust Him for His grace
fear?
fear what?
a father of justice,
a father of love,
"every good and perfect gift comes from above"
a father of justice,
a father of love,
"every good and perfect gift comes from above"
these moments are woven with thankfulness
tonight i'm very thankful.
I wish I could elaborate, just not now.
:)
tonight i'm very thankful.
I wish I could elaborate, just not now.
:)
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