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My Help

I lift my eyes to the hills—where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth. Psalm 121:1


My help comes from You and

Only in You can I find peace

You love me unconditionally

With a love that will not cease


You made the heavens and earth

Yet You care deeply for each of us

In You my Lord and Saviour is

Where I put all my trust


When I look to You Father

All my worries melt away

For I am loved by the King

In Your arms is where I will stay

 
 
 

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