A storm cloud is coming I see it on the horizon. My world is crumbling but You can uphold me. The voices are loud, the doubts are rising.
But You...
are my strong tower, no man can reach me.
are my shield no weapon can pass through to hurt me.
are a strong God a defender of the weak and feeble.
are my only hope.
Beautiful Saviour shine down with grace sweep away the darkness that now fills this place.
Light of the world You reign supreme, for
You Lord Jesus are my Sovereign king.
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