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Rebecca Waddell

Not Alone

When I shake, when I stand strong

Whether fear fills me, or anxiety attacks

If I’m standing ready to fight

Or filled with great purpose

Whatever extreme it may be

And everything in between

My Father, my God, my King

Goes with me. Guides me.

Holds me strong. 

Gives me a place to weep, to rage

To rejoice and to just sit and think.

Like the blood in my veins

Wherever I go, where I am

God is with me and I with Him

Together, forever,

Beyond life, beyond death

Wherever I go, where I am

God is with me and I with Him

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