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July 11, 2008 / kingthunder

Habakkuk 3:17-19

Though the cherry trees don’t blossom
and the strawberries don’t ripen,

Though the apples are worm-eaten
and the wheat fields stunted,

Though the sheep pens are sheepless
and the cattle barns empty,

I’m singing joyful praise to God.
I’m turning cartwheels of joy to my Savior God.

Counting on God’s Rule to prevail,
I take heart and gain strength.

I run like a deer.
I feel like I’m king of the mountain!

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