Whenever it feels like
I'm surrounded by four walls of stress,
In your Dear arms, I find fortress
I feel snug, enwrapped in Your Word
Each and every line gives me comfort
I feel that my strength is renewed
And I'm pumped with grace to face
Anything and prevail outstandingly
Your Word never cease to ease me
That's why I call Your Word my renewer
A light that gives no room to darkness
My companion that can never be replaced.
Jun 28, 2019
Jun 28, 2019 at 8:22 AM UTC
Whenever it feels like
I'm surrounded by four walls of stress,
In your Dear arms, I find fortress
I feel snug, enwrapped in Your Word
Each and every line gives me comfort
I feel that my strength is renewed
And I'm pumped with grace to face
Anything and prevail outstandingly
Your Word never cease to ease me
That's why I call Your Word my renewer
A light that gives no room to darkness
My companion that can never be replaced.
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