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Psa 3:1 Lord, how are they increased that trouble me!
Many are they that rise up against me.
Psa 3:2 Many there be which say of my soul,,
There is no help for him in God. Selah.
Psa 3:3 But thou, O LORD, art a shield for me;
my glory, and the lifter up of mine head.
Psa 3:4 I cried unto the LORD with my voice,
and he heard me out of his holy hill.
Selah.
Psa 3:5 I laid me down and slept;
I awaked; for the LORD sustained me.
Psa 3:6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people,
that have set themselves against me round about.
Wonderful Jesus
Wonderful Jesus God's Dearest Lamb
My Blessed Lord and the Great I AM
Many more titles may be for you
But to me you're my Savior in my heart so true
When I am going through a trial I call on you
Sometimes life gets trying but you bring me through
No mountain too high no river too wide
The Great Holy Spirit is right by my side
You are my constant companion my all in all
I'll be coming Home when I hear the call
Maybe by death or meet you in the air
I'll be pleased with either just so I get there
Oh, sinner take heed don't deny our God
His precious arms are open to hold you so dear
He'll take you and shelter you away from all pain
He'll save your soul and sweet Heaven you'll gain
Oh what Beauty in Heaven no man's ever seen
Fields of wildflowers and grass that's so green
Each of us will have a mansion no more will we cry
We'll just begin living when others say we die
~*Raylene Boggs*~Sept,2006
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