Psalm
55:22
Cast
your cares on the Lord and he will sustain you; he will never let the righteous
be shaken.
Lord,
I feel the tempest rising,
I
hear it roar as it draws nigh.
I
would quake in utter terror
If
I did not know You’re nearby.
Hold
me, Lord, and give me comfort,
Let
the storm’s raging pass me by.
For
in You, My Rock, My Fortress,
Lives
the hope on which I rely.
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