Wednesday, November 28, 2012

In Sickness and In Faith



 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
I feel the fever rise in me,
My broken body aches,
But though my body may be weak
My spirit never breaks.
 
Though sickness wracks my body now,
I know that it will end,
And, however scarred my body,
My spirit He will mend.
 
So let the illness come and go,
My spirit stands uncrushed,
And I will raise my joyful praise
Though all the world stands hushed.
 
Proverbs 18:14
The human spirit can endure in sickness, but a crushed spirit who can bear.

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