Against all odds, I stand before you

Against the storm, you strengthen me

And when the words whirl round to halt me

Your love and grace, they set me free.

I will stand clothed here in your armor

For your will abides in me

And even if I’m bowed and bloody

My hope in Christ will never flee.

I will not leave the work you’ve given

Tho’ threatened harm by friend and foe

I will not leave the work you’ve given

For where oh Lord would I go.

Against all force,  both flesh and spirit

Against the storm, you fight for me

And then what can ever harm me

Your Love and Grace they set me free.image

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