When
I am rooted in His word
No
storm can tear me down.
My
roots remain fast in the rock
Though
wind whips at my crown.
I
grow, protected from the worst,
And
reach up for the sky
Knowing
that, through the wind and rain,
My
roots are strong and dry.
The Rock is my stronghold and home;
When
all is said and done,
I’m
rooted fast within The Rock
And
growing in the Son!
Psalm
18:1-2
I
love you, Lord, my strength. The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer;
my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield and the horn of my
salvation, my stronghold.
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