When I was lost in weeds and thorns
I called out in His name.Although my troubles were still there,
They were never the same.
My head was clear, my heart felt strong,
And I let go of blame.
I found a way to carry on,
For, when I called, He came.
Psalm 116
I love the Lord, for he heard my voice; he heard my cry for mercy. Because he turned his ear to me, I will call on him as long as I live.
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