My Foundation

March 16, 2016

My rock, my salvation

I could not live without

Upon the gospel sod

I have hope, no doubt.

My life would have no Rhythm

I would have no Rhyme

If without a Savior

I was left behind.

My God is always with me

I could not forget

Even if to a desert Island

Through the ocean I was swept!

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