mardi 21 décembre 2010

THE LORD AS MY FORTRESS

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

Not only does my own soul sing
It pines for the Lord
When I`m wounded and afflicted
And have no more straw to draw
I turn to him for comfort and solace
He is my rock, by barricade, my fortress and my refuge.
He is my life, my future and my destiny.

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