Sunday, March 02, 2014

to sing, to tell myself

"When upon life’s billows you are tempest tossed,
When you are discouraged, thinking all is lost,
Count your many blessings, name them one by one,
And it will surprise you what the Lord hath done."

That life offers.  An agony you cannot suppress. It gets painful everyday. 
It is easy to miss the point in all these misery. But the Almighty will save me.

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