WHENEVER I remember the grievous devastation,
I break out in a cold sweat, shaking with indignation.
AM I immune to terrorism's dark and evil power (or)
AFRAID to stand up for the truth lest this be my last hour ?
I can and will speak out the truth that other souls might know.
WILL you be with me on that day...hurry, some seeds we'll sow.
TRUST in the Lord with one accord, sing in jubilation.
IN fear we could not comprehend, watching each falling tower,
YOU lead us on in victory as blessings You bestow.
Text: Psalm... 56:3
Whenever I remember the grievous devastation, I break out in a cold sweat.
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