There is no greater comfort they say in life’s turmoil than in the hands of Jehovah.
For this world seemed soo heavy and my strength is far gone; Yet, I take comfort in knowing His hand holds me.
Regardless of the storm, His love remains my anchor, unyielding, and keeps me firmly grounded.
Resting is His hands, I am strengthened knowing I’m a special guest at His table, full of peace to rise again,
Rise again above all obstacles,
For He has made me whole.
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