Within the deluge of the rain,
Beneath the driving wind,
I sought the shelter of your love
And felt the torrent end.
The rain had not eased from its flood,
The winds had failed to cease,
But when I learned to trust in you
I found a private peace
That shelters me when life is rough.
Although it’s hard some days
And my faith wobbles in the storm
My soul lifts up your praise.
James 1:6
If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to you. 6 But when you ask, you must believe and not doubt, because the one who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind.
If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to you. 6 But when you ask, you must believe and not doubt, because the one who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind.
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