Though ice and cold consumed my world,
As if it might well drown,And all was frozen white with ice
That had been winter brown,
Yet still I felt my spirits soar
As more snow pelted down,
For, even in that icy world,
I found my Savior’s crown!
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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