Our God is our refuge and strength,
present to us in time of trouble.
Therefore we will not abide in the House of Fear,
though our minds be rattled
though our hearts quake,
though we be shaken to the core,
There is a stream from which we may drink,
We may sip and gulp with Her.
God is with us, no matter how dark the night;
She is with us and embraces at dawn.
All around us there is an uproar,
Nothing is as it should be;
She calls to us and we must listen.
She is with us;
we are the children of faith
Believe and see Her works,
She brings desolation to the dissident.
She makes willfulness cease;
She breaks the lie and shatters the pretense,
She tempers us with holy alchemy.
“Be quiet, listen, and know that I am God;
I am with you and your people,
I am with you always in all ways.”
I embrace you with consolation;
and your faith will have children.
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