If more than I can handle
God had promised not to give,
Then He had lost my address
And forgotten where I live.
It is evident to me,
God and I were out of touch
Or I think He would have seen
That He trusted me too much.
Then he showed me how the dark
Would succumb to one small candle.
Now I know that with God’s help
There’s no job that I can’t handle.
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