the cold of the night
its removal of light
it wont scare me
the work that beckons and trails that reside
i wont be lonely
God's holding my hand
His staff and rod are with me
you're holding on so tightly
and it warms me
death has lost its sting
rising from shame to victory
my Lord, He'll nvr forsake me
He's given so much and given me
an angel by my side
through the storms she holds on
thru the tears and resentments
He has made us strong
in our weaknesses
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