Guidance

There is no step too difficult to take, There is no hurt too deep for us to bear; Our Father hears before we even speak— He goes before us as the step we dare, And lifts the woe; He marched before the Israelites of old— A cloud by day, a line of fire by night. We have this promise: Lo, I am with thee; Fear not, O child of Mine, I shall requite— For Mine the battle, Mine the victory. I am the doer of eternal right.

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