Stand

As the mighty waves crash against

Me in the sea of life

I will stand

 

As the violent wind blows

Tearing asunder what in its path

I will stand

 

As sickness comes against me

And the vapors of death surround me

I will stand

 

As I am striped down to nothing

But the bare necessity of this life

I will stand




I will stand; for it is the Master

Who calms the waves and

Holds the wind in His hands

I will stand; for it was He who bore the stripes

And it is He who is victorious over death

I will stand; for He is my provider

He is my refuge and my strength

I will stand

 

         For I hold the Masters Hand

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