Written on November 25, 2025
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Many times, my heart stands still Listening, breathing, breaking So certain this cancer isn’t God’s will Knowing it is darkness that is always taking Many times, my soul falls into fear Whispering, murmuring, feeling Lost among the pressures of each tear Praying for my Savior’s precious healing Many times, my spirit needs consoling A blessing, a miracle, sanctification This cancer’s hatred is so controlling But there is a love at my foundation Many times, my prayers are unspoken Lost on wordless lips who need Because of cancer, my heart is broken But I know One who will intercede Many times, cancer tries to write my story Filling me with lies – dissuading light But there is hope, awaiting me in glory Where Jesus wins even the worst fight
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