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Stand In His Strength
Pressing, pushing past the threshold
Beyond your once imagined line
Till you fear you'll fold
And that you'll fall behind
You have hidden reserves untold
Tests and trials you'll find
They will help us know
Strength to break any bind
And our spirits will grow
Climbing high like the hind
So let the pressure flow
Knowing we'll stand just fine
His strength on us bestow
And trouble of any kind
Will never bring us low
Copyright ©
Crystol Woods
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