When trouble and temptation steal across my heart,
And I find myself waiting for the Red Sea to part,
Be my only hope and feed my strong desire,
Face the tempest though all seems dire,
Give confidence to cross dry land,
Knowing that You hold my hand.
Oh! Wonderful is Your name!
Comfort in the driving rain,
Shelter from the stormy blast,
You give such sweet repast,
And wonderful is Your name!
1 comments:
This is a beautiful poem!
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