Where the storm threatens to brew,
I seek my solace in the truth,
Of God's pristine Word;
My faith in Him my sword
When I battle against the demons
That threaten to hinder my path to salvation
In Him and Jesus Christ, I continually hope
With a yearning to reach my true home.
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