In any and every trial and circumstance, I have learned the secret of being filled and content.
I can do all things through Him who strengthens me.
His name is Jesus Christ, the Lord to Whom all power and authority is given on earth and in heaven --
He abides within me.
Christ Jesus, the King of Glory Who lives --
He lives in me.
O death, where is your victory? O death, where is your sting?
For in every tribulation and every woe, I have learned the joy of His salvation that upholds my fainting spirit.
I can do all things through Him who strengthens me.
The Spirit Himself intercedes for me with groanings too deep for words. Even before there is a word on my tongue, behold, He knows it all.
And so I will sing His praise; Not only is He worthy of my utmost, but He has crowned these unworthy lips to sing His praise.
Bless the Lord, for He has made my communion with Him my highest joy.
So to Him be all the glory, honor, praise, highest worship.
To Him be all the glory, honor, praise, and highest worship.
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