When you stagger under the heavy weight of life, There will hardly be anyone to ease your grief. But there is always God as your anchor and fort He is there ever gracious and ready to support. When you make up your mind to reach God, You’ll see a chasm separating you and the Lord. Your legs may grow weary as you begin to walk. Hurdles and impediments, your path may block. Don’t be discouraged, please hold on to this anchor As in chilly winter, for a warm day, we all hanker. The opulence of this world, can never fill your heart. It is in God you will find life’s whole comfort. When sorrow strikes and life turns utterly bleak, And in every trial of life, it’s Him that you should seek. Into His caring hands, your life’s reins, you give. He is enough to solve all your problems, do believe!
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