Psalm
118:5-6
When
hard pressed, I cried to the Lord; he brought me into a spacious place. The
Lord is with me; I will not be afraid. What can mere mortals do to me?
I’ve
walked through times of such despair
I
cried myself to sleep
And
woke to wonder where I’d find
Some
hope that I could keep.
But
each night I cried out to You
And
each day I rose up
To
walk in faith that, by Your plan,
I’d
find my flowing cup.
Some
days I still cry out of grief,
But
most days I find joy
Is
everywhere I turn my gaze,
And
it is seldom coy.
The
Lord has lead me through hard times,
I know there will be more,
But
I have learned that, though I’ll weep,
There
will be joy in store.
So
I will stand when storm winds rise
And
I will not give up,
For
I know He holds in His hand
My
overflowing cup!
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