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July 1989

 

something in me permits me live

while all about screams “die!”

a trusted hand that holds my life,

in the tumult of the rage,

secure

when I alone cannot survive

when demons shred my soul

my God remains and hears my cry

and rushes to my aid

 

alone I will not stand

unless I stand in Him, alone

 


Each New Day A Miracle
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