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Friday, January 28, 2011

Resurgence

Resurgence


When on the anvil

Of doubt and despair

There is a will beyond my own

Presenting to me hope and life:

The choice is mine – the path I take

Though steep it winds, this choice I make.

When on the journey

My delicate strength

Depletes and I am left alone.

But God is greater than my fault:

He chides, He speaks and leads me on

Though I am weak and the path long.

And upward I go

Though my heart be faint

There is reborn in the ashes

A hope restored to the dying.

And joy is real, it springs anew

True life revealed in morning dew.

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“His mercies are new every morning” – Lamentations 3

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