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THE LIGHTHOUSE

by Myrtle Poor © 1998

Sometimes we are sad and broken hearted
And our pain's so hard to bare.
We may feel our life is shattered
With pieces strewn here and there.

We may feel our lifeboat's sinking
In the storm that's raging high.
We may reach out for safety
And find there's nothing nigh.

Christ is our lighthouse
With its lights shining bright.
So to Him just throw your anchor.
And He will fight your fight.

He will fight your battle
And calm your greatest fears.
Tell Him of your sorrows.
And He'll wipe away your tears.


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