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troubles of this life can pile up quickly, temporarily blocking my view of the
greatness of God. Yet, just one speck of tearful surrender to the Lord Almighty
sends towering troubles tumbling down, for no matter the fierceness of invading
darkness, the Lord our Light is greater still. Though armies of hatred surround
us from the heights, the weakest cry to the heavens scatters our foes to the
four winds, for our God is greater still. My Lord and King, I now face this new
day with renewed strength for the battle. In Your Relentless Mercy, You have
again poured out Your love, for you are always, and forever, greater still.
A DAILY BLOG OF SPIRITUAL INSIGHTS FROM THE MORNING PRAYERS OF DANIEL WILLIAMS
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