Waiting patiently on the lord,
But I’ll do what he asks of me
Though turmoil takes its toll,
For patience was not born in me,
I’m learning to be still.
Yet he has set me to this task
And this task I’ll fulfill.
Because in each day, no matter how dark or how long, there is a praise to be found. Sometimes our hearts are too weary or too frightened to voice them, but our souls cry out to God... and He is there.
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