Saturday, 21 October 2017

Fort-Ress

My fortress
My shelter from all storms
My Hiding place
My place of refuge













In the wicked world we live
We need a home away from home
A secret place of peace
A safe haven from all storms

God has become my place
In Him I hide
In His love I stride
In His peace I abide

It is the sweetest note
The most beautiful knowledge
To have my guide with me
The Lord strong and mighty walks with me

I stride gallantly
I march majestically
The sweet presence of God
Adorns my abode

So lovingly has He kept me
So much peace as He given me
What I do not deserve He bestows on me
I love the way the Lord cares for me

I really don’t know what I did to deserve Him
Life is sweeter; I am made bold by His presence
I am thankful for the priceless peace
I am using this piece to thank my Lord

But I will sing of your strength, in the morning I will sing of your love; for you are my fortress, my refuge in times of trouble. O my Strength, I sing praise to you; you, O God, are my fortress, my loving God. Psalm 59:16,17


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