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"The Lord's my light," the Psalmist says,
so what is there to fear?
He is your strength: don't be afraid.
He's promised to be near.
But in your life such trials come
It's hard His voice to hear.
You seem to sink in daily strife;
Your mind is quite unclear.
Though times are hard, and your spirit's low,
and life seems so unfair,
though problems mount like enemies,
and you're ready to despair,
though troubles overwhelm you,
and are more than you can bear,
just go to God; He is your Rock.
You'll find a solace there.
"Wait on the Lord," the Psalmist says,
and He will strengthen thee.
Although these times are frightening,
from fears He'll set you free.
He'll guide your path. He is your Light:
He'll thwart the enemy.
So what's to fear when God is near?
To His pavilion you must flee.
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