He Comes In All My Storms
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I am never alone.
Even when i think
that i am alone,
I am really not alone.
He comes in all my storms,
in the powerful wind,
in my struggles,
in my tears.
He comes to calm
all that is stormy
in me to make me his own.
(Graphic: Lucinda saved to Dios Pinterest)
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