The Peace That Passes All Understanding
When I wander my steps you guide...
When I am sad you comfort my furrowed brow.
You have wrestled men to submission and placed them in the belly of a great fish.
Hope beyond all hope to be a servant of our gracious king.
He is worthy to be praised; He alone can save!
A comforter and peace He left us by His greatness.
Copyright © Doris Culverhouse | Year Posted 2011
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