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The rains fall, the winds blow; things are being shaken all around,
yet my feet are firmly planted on solid ground,
my soul is deeply rooted in Truth that’s sound;
by Truth I’ve been captured, by Truth I’ve been found,
therefore, by fear, I will not be bound.
See, Truth picked my heart just as a thief would pick a lock,
once my heart was picked and pricked; I couldn’t turn away, I could’t throw a block,
now my name is written in The Lambs book of Life, so regardless how major or how frequent the storms; I win, because I’m among Truth’s eternal flock,
Jesus is The Way, The Truth, The Life; He’s also;
Psalm 62: 1-2 (KJV)
- Truly my soul waiteth upon God: from Him cometh my salvation.
- He only is my Rock and my Salvation; He is my Defense; I shall not be greatly moved