Your mighty hand wipes out demonic demons, it¡¯s provided by the miracles you¡¯ve given me. The overcast is only temporary; for when you¡¯re near it¡¯s ready to flee. You¡¯re the warrior yet a peacemaker; you¡¯re the doctor yet a destroyer. When the demons¡¯ seizes me and weakens my body and mind, I fall to my knees, praying for your healing hands. I prayed daily, every chance I prayed, and then one day you snatched my illness. You healed me, my Jehovah Rapha.Back Home 11-19-03 Ashley Lauer
