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My Darkest Hour Was My Brightest

I kept my joy I kept my peace I kept on smiling day after day I did this in my darkest hour I didn’t stumble or fall I knew the unfailing promises of God And in my darkest My darkest hour, I recited them Sometimes over and over again I didn’t go to the left or to the right I sought the One who knew me best, in my darkest hour On bended knees and in fervent prayer, I cried out for My Savior’s help Oh, how I prayed and prayed, as I walked the walk of faith In His strength In His peace In His arms of protection I went And such a sweet comfort He gave to me, in my darkest hour Wiping away all my tears Calming all my fears To Him I owe a debt of gratitude, because I realize my darkest hour wasn’t my darkest, it was my brightest I kept my joy I kept my peace I kept on smiling day after day No, my darkest hour wasn’t my darkest, it was my brightest

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