I stood alone on a wind swept shore
Knowing I could not win,
Until a wave of His sweet grace,
Once more, came rolling in.
I just forgot how much.
There is no struggle I can face
That I don’t feel His touch.
But He never fails me,
Though when I’m standing in the storm
That can be hard to see.
Another wave of grace
Comes rolling in with new blessings
To fill the empty space.
Yet I can promise this:
His love does not depend on us,
But we depend on His.
For great is his steadfast love toward us, and the
faithfulness of the Lord endures forever. Praise the Lord!
Wednesday, March 26, 2025
Unending Waves of Grace
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