Hold on tighter. Scream out loud, "Feet don't fail me now" and move in torpedo faith. Remember faith isn't what is seen. It is what you feel deep inside gassed with God fuel for the journey.
The Lord never closes a door without opening a window. May confidence built your smile and a glaze of hope crack open the spontaneity of possibility. God is still good the end.
God claims Earth and everything in it, God claims World and all who live on it. He built it on Ocean foundations, laid it out on River girders. Who can climb Mount God? Who can scale the holy north-face? Only the clean-handed, only the pure-hearted; Men who won't cheat, women who won't seduce. God is at their side; with God's help they make it. This, Jacob, is what happens to God-seekers, God-questers.
Wake up, you sleepyhead city! Wake up, you sleepyhead people!
King-Glory is ready to enter. Who is this King-Glory? God, armed and
battle-ready. Wake up, you sleepyhead city! Wake up, you sleepyhead people!
King-Glory is ready to enter. Who is this King-Glory? God-of-the-Angel-Armies: he is King-Glory.
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