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Trusting in Jesus

Though I am weak, my God is strong

He keeps me meek, where I belong

And when I cope, to heed his call

He gives me hope, that I not fall

Unfading love, Enduring grace

Sent from above, I seek his face

Someday to stand, in meek display

In glory land, brightest array

By olderandbolder

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