When everything weighs down on me
I lift it up to You.
I may still have to carry it,
But You help me get through.
Though I may walk through the dark vale,
I keep my eyes on You.
I may still have to walk up hill,
But You help me get through.
When storm clouds gather, then roll in,
I hold on tight to You.
I may still be tossed by the winds,
But You help me get through.
In all the troubles I have faced
And all life’s put me through,
When I’ve had no one else who cared,
I still could count on You.
Psalm 23:4
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of
death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they
comfort me.
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