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His Strength Lives In You

I became to know the fear in truth,
clenching onto faith in the storms of my youth..
The day it began, now frozen in time,
we rallied together for peace of mind..
As the fight of his life was about to begin,
a young man sat with courage and a confident grin..
But I felt reality set in as the night fell asleep.
Still, had he known of the struggle, he wouldn't retreat.
That night, I met his bravery. He was armed with simply love,
as Angels always are when God sends from above...
But if he's truly God's Angel, why did heaven let him out?
as the midnight sky absorbed these thoughts, I had just one doubt..
"His strength was quiet, but still too big for this place..
My angel, someday, will return to Gods grace."
And his battle lasted 1,793 days, inspiring hearts in infinite ways..
His strength was quiet, enduring, and true.
His strength lives in me. His strength lives in you.
When the spring rains fall, let them wash away your fear,
for it is his way of saying 'I am always here'
And when the storms go away, and down shines the sun,
may you bask in his love. God's work is done.
He is home.

Strength For Today

Strength For Today 

I will worry not for tomorrow
But I asked Thee strength for today
For I am surrounded by many storms
That satan has hurled my way.

I asked for grace so I may stand
Where others fear to go
I ask Thee Lord for courage
And for my faith to grow

I asked Thee Lord for understanding
So I can listen with my heart
I ask you for compassion Lord
And make a brand new start

I asked you for new strength Dear Lord
To face what must come my way
I asked you to fill my heart with love
And a desire to pause and pray

I asked Thee for a loving smile
So that others will always see
That I have the Love of Jesus
Living inside of me.

Written by Ann Hart
August 16, 2003
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Pray

In the realm of my redeemer I am whole.His view surpasses my flaws.
I bow,joyfully,sorrowfully,and in my most melancholy hour.
His strength is my power.
Alone I share the deepest,most desolate,yet delicate depths of my soul.
For only one to hear,one to know.Judge me not in this life,in this hour.
His strength is my power.


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