While fighting for my Savior here
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While fighting for my Savior here, The devil tries me hard; He uses all his mighty pow’r, My progress to retard; He’s up to ev’ry move, And yet thro’ all I prove A little talk with Jesus Makes it right, all right. |
| A little talk with Jesus Makes it right, all right, A little talk with Jesus Makes it right, all right, In trials of ev’ry kind, Praise God I always find, A little talk with Jesus Makes it right, all right. |
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Tho’ dark the night and clouds look black And stormy overhead, And trials of almost ev’ry kind Across my path are spread; How soon I conquer all, As to the Lord I call, A little talk with Jesus Makes it right, all right. |
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When those who once were dearest friends Begin to persecute, And more who once professed to love, Have silent grown and mute; I tell Him all my grief, He quickly sends relief, A little talk with Jesus Makes it right, all right. |
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And thus, by frequent little talks, I gain the victory; And march along with cheerful song, Enjoying liberty; With Jesus as my Friend, I’ll prove until the end, A little talk with Jesus Makes it right, all right. |
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Saipan, Marianas, Northern Mariana Islands
‘And trials of almost ev’ry kind
across my path are spread;
How soon I conquer all,
as to the Lord I call,
A little talk with Jesus
makes it right, all right’
Thank You Lord! I love calling upon Your Name!