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Mountains ahead of me and valleys behind The road may be narrow, but your mercy is wide Sorrow may linger and last for the night but I am never alone The joy of the Lord is my strength, my strength I may be weak, but I will cling to the vine I’m pressed but not crushed, for You are making new wine Wounds may be opened and weakness revealed, but I will be healed in the fire The joy of the Lord is my strength, my strength Sorrow may linger and last for the night but I am never alone Wounds may be opened and weakness revealed but I will be healed in the fire I have a river of life flowing out of me I have a river of life flowing out of me From Letras Mania