I may not know what you are going through today, a sorrow, the hardship, the pain,
But though the mountain squabble and the oceans range,
and war against my soul the devil may wage,
though the tempest has turned my smile upside down,
And my life like a river of sorrow in which I drown,
Yet will I stand, unshaken,
For as long as it lasts.
Faithful is He that promised that it shall come.
If God be for us, then, who can stand against,
The God who spoke all the earth into form,
He said let there be light, let it be bright,
Let there be day, let there be night,
Out of the sound of the sound of His voice,
Earth, fish and trees became, the mountains, they melt, like wax,
The hills skip like young cows,
At the sound of the voice of the God we serve,
Our help in ages past, our hope for years to come,
Besides thee ooh LORD, we have no one!
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