I’m growing, Lord. I’m filled with joy,
And grateful as can be.
I’ve planted my roots deep in You
And You watch over me.
I’m just a seedling right now, Lord,
But, in Your fertile loam,
I will grow stronger, in due time,
Until You are my home.
So, while my roots grow deeper, Lord,
I’ll lift my praise on high
Until my faith is strong enough
That I can touch the sky.
Romans 4:20
No unbelief made him waver concerning the promise of God,
but he grew strong in his faith as he gave glory to God,
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