Praise
Praise the Lord in the midst of trials,
praise when the outlook is dark.
Praise when your life is shaking
and Satan is leaving his mark.
Praise when the flames are around you.
Praise when the fire scourches all.
Praise when you think God's forgotten
and you think He won't answer your call.
Yea, though we walk through valleys of evil,
and even through shadows of death,
We will not fear, we know You are with us.
We know from whence comes our breath.
You make a way clear before us,
We know You've heard our cry.
We know, lord, You sent the answer
but Satan has thrown it awry.
We know that Your Angels of mercy
battle to forge a way through
Those terrible forces of darkness,
with strength and healing from You.
We wait and pray that the answer
will come to us in Your time.
That good things are on the horizen
when we have completed the climb.
Copyright © Judy Radach | Year Posted 2012
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