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A helpless dove Sleeps through the storm. Thunder. Lightening. Wind gust. And yet he sleeps— Even through the flood watch. Peace. God is peace. He speaks to my storm And by the authority of his voice Calm be my life. I rest in him.
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Apr 7, 2018
Apr 7, 2018 at 9:21 AM UTC
Psalm-113
A helpless dove Sleeps through the storm. Thunder. Lightening. Wind gust. And yet he sleeps— Even through the flood watch. Peace. God is peace. He speaks to my storm And by the authority of his voice Calm be my life. I rest in him.
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Apr 7, 2018
Apr 7, 2018 at 9:21 AM UTC
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