Burdened #4

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God, my, God.

Thank You for being with me today.

My wet face, stained with traces of my tears is now dry. My anxious soul is now one of calmness. My body was faint and my mind burdened, but You kept me on my feet.

My God, my God, thank You for holding me up when I am too weak.

Thank You for being the Rock on which I stand.

I look to You and You only when I am in need.

I praise You only when things are good.

All things are for You.

All things are through You.

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