Steep Valley

Cisterns run dry,

And valleys steep low.

But in You I will trust,

And where you lead I will go.

Hippie Butter Hemp Seeds

Waves rage high,

And the wind blows hard.

But You hold me up,

And Your word is my guard.

 
Praise and glory is all Yours,

For in You do all things consist.

There is no end to Your kingdom,

And only by Your word do all things exist.

 
-Michael Thacker

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