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Fires And Floods

Through the fire, even the flood, how can we, for God, not bud?
Bud and with a peace blossom, with the peace from God’s Son.
Through a trial, on the side, are men without the One who died,
Christ, who died upon a cross, to bring God’s Peace to the lost.

But now Christ lives in all of us, those who in Him put their trust,
And fills us with the Peace of God, in trials on this earth we trod.
In trials bringing us to our knees, He fills us with a gentle peace,
A peace that lightens any load, to continue on the present road.

God’s purpose of life’s small fires, has from Him but one desire,
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