Rough seas, thunderous storms, hail, fire storms, Dark and dismal places.
My Father brings brings me through all perils, no Manner of evil can diminish or destroy my soul.
I'm under my Father's wings.
I soar higher and higher, my faith is strengthen.
My Lord leads and I shall follow humbly.
Your pathway, never disappoints, never corrupts, Never deceives, never creates hardship and agony.
No plains of lies and deceit exist.
For your path leads to abundance, perfect peace, Perfect harmony.
And length of life everlasting.
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