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Oct 2019
father, i'm calling you by a new name.
i've called you Father,
comforter,
friend,
redeemer,
savior,
and Lord
for so long,
but today I call you my sustainer.
You hold the world in the palm of your hand
You hold everything together
so perfectly and beautifully
all for our good,
though we may not see it.
You're my sustainer.
You're holding me
I trust in You, oh great sustainer.
You're all I need
You sustain me through it all.
Liz Carlson
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Liz Carlson  19/F
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