In my moment of weakness,
You are the strength I need
to carry on and fight the good fight,
no matter how I feel or what I see.
In my moment of sorrow,
when all I can do is weep,
surrounded by a battle I don’t want,
You are the comfort I run to.
When I am lost and don’t know where to turn,
You are my guide, leading my footsteps,
picking me back up when I trip and fall;
You are my Father, the One on whom I depend.
When I come to the end of myself,
this is where You show up –
my Defender, my Comfort, my Strength;
You are what I need right when I need it.
So let me end with this –
praise, worship and singing to You,
celebrating all You have done,
praising You for all You will do.
I will love You to the end,
my Father, my God, my Savior.
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