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.
Saturday, November 3, 2012
Fear of Flight
You guided me along the way
And lead me, safe, back home. I rest upon your mighty wing Whenever I must roam. For you have never failed me, Lord; You lift up in flight And give me shelter when I rest Before advancing night.
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