Forevermore
Though thou hast sore broken us..
In the place of dragons; and covered us
With the shadow of death; if we have forgotten
The name of our God, or stretched our hands
To a strange god; shall not God search this out ?
For He knoweth the secrets of the heart....
Yea, for Thy sake are we killed all the day long
We are counted as sheep for the slaughter
Awake, why sleepest thou, O Lord ? Wherefore hidest
Thou Thy face ? Arise, for our help that we may love, You.
Copyright © Johnny Rhinem | Year Posted 2013
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