You are the light along my path,
The rock on which I stand,You are my refuge in the storms,
I hide within Your hand.
When storms rise up and tempests rage,
Your light breaks through the cloud,
And I am not afraid of them,
However fierce or loud.
For I rest on the hand of God
And, for me, that’s enough,
No storm can wash me from His hand,
However dark or rough.
John 8:12
When Jesus spoke again to the people, he said, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.”
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