When my strength is all gone
And I can't carry on
He comforts with peace from above
With the valley so deep
I trust God's word to me
My grace is sufficient for thee
My grace is sufficient for thee
For my strength is made perfect in weakness
Gladly therefore will I glory in infirmities
That the pow'r of Christ rests on me
My heart gladly will sing
Of the treasure I seek
As I seek his face day after day
Though the testing seems long
In his grace there's a song
I long to know him, never question his ways
My grace is sufficient for thee
For my strength is made perfect in weakness
Gladly therefore will I glory in infirmities
That the pow'r of Christ rests on me
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