When I am rooted in His word
No storm can tear me down.
My roots remain fast in the rock
Though wind whips at my crown.
I grow, protected from the worst,
And reach up for the sky
Knowing that, through the wind and rain,
My roots are strong and dry.
The rock is my stronghold and home;
When all is said and done,
I’m rooted fast within the rock
And growing in the Son!
Psalm 18:1-2
I love you, Lord, my strength. The Lord is my rock, my
fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield
and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.
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