Yours is the victory,
Yours is the power,
You are my refuge,
My hope and strong-tower.
Yours is the Kingdom,
Yours is the glory,
Great shall be the reward
When I stand before Thee.
Yours is my brokenness,
Yours is my sorrow,
For though the night is dark,
There is light at the dawn of tomorrow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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