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HE MET ME THERE

by:
Suesi Loveles

I was so weary,
so tired of the fight.
I hadn't any strength left,
I had no relief in sight.

I could not continue on.
The pain was to much to endure.
Then I realized Jesus was there
and in His hands, He held the cure.

At my lowest valley
He met me there,
so that through the darkness
He could show me He cares.

He holds my hand
and guides me along.
He gives me the strength
to keep me strong.

He puts a rainbow at the end
of the tunnel just in sight
so that through the dark shadows
I could see His shining light.

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