The
wind is battering the house,
Windows
quake with each blow.How much more of this it can take?
I truly do not know.
The house has stood upon the bank
Withstanding storms for years,
So, it stands, impervious as
The wind tries to stir fears.
In some ways I am like this house.
As storm winds swirl around,
I may be rattled by each blow,
But I will hold my ground.
Psalm
18:32
It
is God who arms me with strength and keeps my way secure.
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