The Holy One of Heaven is my shield
To great wickedness I will never yield
My refuge is under Holy stretched arms
Protection from the adversary’s charms
Though the oceans rise and the Heavens roar
Above all chaos with you I soar
From mountains to valleys the earth can quake
Divine faith from on high will never shake
My life belongs to the Eternal One
Victory over all evil is won
From my belly living waters do flow
To carry blessings on others bestow
To my sovereign I will ever give praise
Standing still in salvation He will raise
Psalms 46:3 Though the waters thereof roar and be troubled, though the mountains shake with the swelling thereof. Selah.
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