A WINTER PSALM
Oh, who shall see us
Through these winter months
When bills are high
And morale is low
And who shall write
A cheerful song
Within our hearts
As wintry winds begin to blow
Regardless of the darkest night
Who shall hold our hand
So tight, and never let us go
No one we know like Jesus
No one we know
No one like Jesus
No one we know
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