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Jul 30, 2011
I will call upon the Lord
Who is worthy to be praised
Though the pangs of death surround me
To Him my hands are raised
And when the Lord has heard my call
Into the darkness He will ride
On the wings of the wind, He'll come to me
Thunder and lightening are by His side
Hailstone and coals of fire rain down
And the enemy falls one by one
You heard me oh Lord in my calamitious state
And out of the fire came your Son
You have made my feet like the feet of the deer
You have set me upon a high place
You have enlarged my path and given me life
As I looked into thy glorious face