When oceans move to swallow
And mountains slide to bury
And all don't know just where to go
When Death's near you and me.
When winter cold comes killing
And land breaks open wide
In Him we find there is no fearing
The Lord our God is by our side.
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Copyright Cynthia Buhain-Baello
February 6,2011
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Simple spirituality, lovely