and shield,
To you my very existence I yield.
When times are tough,
and I'm alone,
Your peace surrounds me,
like a blanket thrown.
There is no end to your
fountain of joy,
There is no limit to the strength
you employ.
There is no failing of your endless peace,
When on my knees I find
sweet release.
Your ocean of love will never
run dry,
And will run to me on the day
that I die.
For death has lost its ugly
old sting,
A new song of victory for me to
now sing.
When I die I will live,
for I live for you,
There is no fear in the things
that I do.
Your hand has brought me home
each time,
And set my feet in a
perfect line.
Past all the world of trouble
and care,
Straight to your kingdom
that is where,
I'll live all my days in
glorious bliss,
And this old world I will
never miss.
Author: Janet Barrett
Well done, good and faithful servant;
thou hast been faithful
over a few things,
I will make thee ruler over
many things:
enter thou into the joy of
thy lord.
( Matthew 25:23 )
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