When I feel sorrow welling up
I turn my eyes to YouAnd when I hear You call my name,
I let it flow on through.
Though grief can rise up suddenly
Despite all I can do,
You are my refuge in the flood,
While the pain flows on through.
Jeremiah 8:18
You who are my Comforter in sorrow, my heart is faint
within me.
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