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Oh what joy my heart is filled,
Though storms and winds may come;
Though the fires consume all around,
Mine eyes I keep on HIM.
That evil one comes to kill, steal and destroy,
He throws his darts at me;
His greatest weapon is fear,
But mine eyes I keep on HE.
Oh that old devil is cunning,
He lies and deceives;
Like a snake in the grass,
But my faith is in JESUS.
Guy Manuel
Though storms and winds may come;
Though the fires consume all around,
Mine eyes I keep on HIM.
That evil one comes to kill, steal and destroy,
He throws his darts at me;
His greatest weapon is fear,
But mine eyes I keep on HE.
Oh that old devil is cunning,
He lies and deceives;
Like a snake in the grass,
But my faith is in JESUS.
Guy Manuel