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We
have a way, and by God’s Hand it is secure. Draw
me into the valley O Lord, Where
the springs abound and the fruit is plentiful; Where
Your light shines over me and darkness never seeps in. Place
me in Thy hidden place shaped for me, Into
the rock formed through the ages for this time. I
will sing beside the river which passes, The
wonders of Thy love, And
I will praise You here in this place of comfort given me. Let
the trees that line the trail lift up their voices in echo, And
may all creation rejoice in Your presence. Here
under the ridges of Thy rock, I live; Here
I work and worship You O God; This
is the place Your Hand has made for me; Here
I rest and abide in You, Where
the hills have stopped their movement, And
all is at peace. Glory
to God under the ridges of His rock. Praise
the Name of The God Most High.
Selah Here I Rest by Ronhales Read: Psalm 116:7 |
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