“When the night seems so long…
throw your hands to the sky
You can sing a new song…
wipe the tears from your eyes
When you’re weak, He’s strong…
He can heal your wounded soul…
And calm the storm inside…
For all your times of laughter
And every hopeful prayer
When the world weighs on your shoulders
Through sorrow and your despair
With everything, with every breath, praise the Lord
Let everything, let every breath, praise the Lord
Let everything, that has breath praise the Lord
Let everything, that has breath praise the Lord….”
- Sixpence None the Richer & Jars of Clay
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May we all remember that He’s our rock; the foundation which we stand upon.
May we seek His peace and strength in the face of adversities; for He alone conquers all.
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Praying for sanity.
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