The storms of adversity, hurling, whirling crashing through my life, refining me in preparation to fight the good fight.
In the shadow of the Almighty in whose secret place I dwell, the strength of His Majesty speaks “It is well”.
The blood of Christ has set me free. God said His grace is sufficient for me. Though I have been through many trials and tribulations, Jesus remains and will always be my vindication.
When I am weak, then I am strong, I mount up with wings like eagles singing “a brand-new song”.
As the storms of adversity continue to rage, I recognize the Lord Almighty as my only Sage. Adversity has pressed but not crushed my soul, a new creature in Christ emerges whom God has made whole.