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03-12-2008, 11:46 AM
What Do We Know
by Thousand Foot Krutch
maybe if we would pray a little more
then maybe we would stop livin’ in fear of the storm
Remember when you were little and you got scared in the middle of the night? Whether it was a bad dream, a storm outside your window, or the monster in your closet, something could scare you until you would lie frozen in your bed, hoping that someone would come in and rescue you. When you finally had the courage to yell out to your parents, they’d come in and comfort you, reminding you that you’re safe.
When something in your life paralyzes you with fear, and that intimidating person or task has you stuck and feeling powerless, yell out to God. He will come to your side and remind you that he’s with you and that you’re safe. He’ll give you the strength you need to face any challenge.
Psalm 143:4-6
I am losing all hope;
I am paralyzed with fear.
I remember the days of old.
I ponder all your great works
and think about what you have done.
I lift my hands to you in prayer.
I thirst for you as parched land thirsts for rain.
by Thousand Foot Krutch
maybe if we would pray a little more
then maybe we would stop livin’ in fear of the storm
Remember when you were little and you got scared in the middle of the night? Whether it was a bad dream, a storm outside your window, or the monster in your closet, something could scare you until you would lie frozen in your bed, hoping that someone would come in and rescue you. When you finally had the courage to yell out to your parents, they’d come in and comfort you, reminding you that you’re safe.
When something in your life paralyzes you with fear, and that intimidating person or task has you stuck and feeling powerless, yell out to God. He will come to your side and remind you that he’s with you and that you’re safe. He’ll give you the strength you need to face any challenge.
Psalm 143:4-6
I am losing all hope;
I am paralyzed with fear.
I remember the days of old.
I ponder all your great works
and think about what you have done.
I lift my hands to you in prayer.
I thirst for you as parched land thirsts for rain.