life's storms
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Weathering the Storm
Storm clouds gather. Though they may, I’ll choose not to be dismayed. Trust in my Lord, what He says. “Fear not” future. Fret is dead. Hope has conquered. Peace subdues. Lies of Satan, truth out rules. Nothing life can throw at me Escapes Jesus’ sympathy. God of comfort, Lord of love, Never...- Sue J Love
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