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Day sixty seven

I was sent this song yesterday, so I thought I would add the words and a link:


I don't know what this day will bring

Will it be disappointing, filled with longed for things?

I don't know what tomorrow holds

Still I know I can trust Your faithfulness


I don't know if these clouds mean rain

If they do, will they pour down blessing or pain?

I don't know what the future holds

Still I know I can trust Your faithfulness


Certain as the rivers reach the sea

Certain as the sunrise in the east

I can rest in your faithfulness

Surer than a mother's tender love

Surer than the stars still shine above

I can rest in your faithfulness


I don't know how or when I'll die

Will it be a thief, or will I have a chance to say goodbye?

No, I don't know how much time is left

But in the end, I will know your faithfulness


When darkness overwhelms my soul

When thoughts and storms of doubt

Still I trust You are always faithful, always faithful



I tried making a GP appointment, but they don't want to see me until I get my CT scan results. I have also requested another meeting with Occupational Health.

This is taking a very long time.

But the song is good!

 
 
 

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