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Thursday, August 29, 2013

He Gives Me Peace


He Gives Me Peace
By Cindy Berry


Sometimes the trials of life seem hard to bear
Sometimes the music of my soul grows dim
In times like these, my faith grows weak
I long to hear the Savior speak

Where are you, Father, where are You?
You have promised You would always be near
Then I hear Your voice deep within my soul
Saying, child, My child I am here.

Peace, peace, my Savior gives me peace
When I'm crushed by the weight of the storm
His precious hand will guide me
And He will safely hide me
In the shelter of His loving arms

Peace, peace, how I love His perfect peace
As I trust Him, I've no need to feaer
In my Father's hands I can rest
For He knows what is best for me
Peace, He gives me peace

Peace, peace, how I love His perfect peace
As I trust Him, I've no need to feaer
In my Father's hands I can rest
For He knows what is best for me
Peace, He gives me peace

Peace, He gives me peace

1 comment:

Jim Parinisi said...

The word 'fear' is spelled incorrectly.