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Jun 2019
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.
Gods1son
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Gods1son  26/M/Canada
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