The Lord is my strength and my song;
he has become my salvation.
FROM THE FATHER'S HEART
My child, relax and close your eyes. Do you not hear it? Not in the thunderous storm, though it is there. Not in the tornado's whirlwind, though it hovers in the air. Not in the devastating fire, though My presence follows you even there. Listen to that still, small voice. My song will rise from the ashes of your heart; in the calmness of your spirit you can hear Me. The music is My gift to you.
A GRATEFUL RESPONSE
When the music of my life has faded away, You are still there. The notes of discord threaten my joy, yet, in the distance, I hear the stirring of a new melody. Because of You, my heart can rejoice with praises again. You are the music. You are the melody. You are my song.
His song is with us through the night; when morning comes, there is light.
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