There is light at the tunnel’s end,
Though I still can’t take ease,But the torrents of headlong winds
Have settled to a breeze.
I’m facing still more ups and down,
But that light’s growing bright
And if I just keep stepping out
I’ll break through to the light.
I could not make it through these days
If Your light wasn’t there,
For it has shown so brightly, Lord,
I couldn’t doubt Your care.
Psalm 46:1
God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble.
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