When in the dark of night I fear
and what I fear draws near, draws near.
Nearer still, yes nearer still,
God's love is yet nearer still.
When in the heat of noon I quiver
and I am prey that shivers, shivers;
where shall I go or travel
save, flee to God, God's love will still
When in the frenzied tasks I lose
lose sight of what to do, to will
I will then, truly then I will,
turn to God, will do God's will
copyright Roger Victoria 1999
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
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