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Jul 2021
I will take joy in my sadness
I will make praise in my complaint
I will walk tall as I stumble
And stand firm even as I faint

I see death rise around me
sickness renews its attack
But while you remain my saviour
There’s nothing that I lack

You're the light in my cold darkness
You're the song in my despair
You're the peace in this chaos
You're the answer to my prayer

So I’ll confess my allegiance
I will shout your name with pride
I will take joy in my salvation
and climb with you, my guide
" - I will take joy in the God of my salvation, God the Lord is my strength; he makes my feet like the deer's; he makes me tread on my high places."
– Habakkuk 3.18-19
Steve Page
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Steve Page  62/M/London, U.K.
(62/M/London, U.K.)   
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