Though difficulties rear their evil head,
I still sing.
Though enemies rise up under my feet,
I still sing.
Though dark clouds fall and disasters call and hard edges lunge,
I still sing.
What is this raging joy and tumultuous peace, this source of hope and rest and ease?
It is He, Jesus, my Lord and King.
To Him, I still sing.😃❤️
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Amen. 😀
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