I worried with the setting sun
I worried through the night
I saw no way to fix the mess,
To remedy my plight.
But then I turned my face to you,
Lost, humbled and contrite,
Without the refuge of your love
I find no strength to fight
Then you held me within your arms
And lifted my heart’s blight.
There may not be an easy path,
But you’ve shown me the light
That lies beyond my dark despair
And that light’s burning bright!
Psalm 59: 16
But I will sing of your strength, in the morning I will sing of your love; for you are my fortress, my refuge in times of trouble.
The picture with the sun shining above the clouds seems to be a combination of the Son and the sun. Love it!
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