Though the fig tree may not blossom
Though the rivers run dry
Though the world around me crumble
Though I heave and I sigh
I remember where my hope lies
Where my help comes from
If you could care about the sparrow
I know you won’t forget me
Lord there is much
That my mind can’t handle
Puzzled by
The billowing of waves
Of this one thing
I am certain
You remain the God unchanging
Lord you’re watching me
Keeping me
Restoring me
You will never
Forget your own
Through the raging storm
Through the fiery blaze
I will hold on strong
I’ll stay in your face
Let the howling wind
What it chooses bring
Even through it all
I will always sing.
Thanks to Peculiar

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