desert or snow

shyly I’m turning away
worlds are falling from under me,
but He has a place for me in time,
and the joy of your face will shine.

I am working hard to make a way,
no time for the self of desire,
And the pain that shrouds my day,
not giving the enemy a footing.

God is my hope and my strenth,
the very word that inspires me,
He is the price paid for my soul,
His Spirit dwells in me, hot or cold.

the devil crashes his judgment drum,
but I’m forward marching, and the faith of some.
in sickness and health, my salvation is sure,
In blinding snow, or the deserted earth.

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