When I think upon you, Lord

Leave the rush of cark and care

Set my troubles clear aside

Resolute to find you there.

You will never disappoint

You address each hurting soul

Draw the heart to Gospel tales

Bring it back to vigour, whole.

Nothing but your Word brings life

Nothing but your touch brings joy

Nothing but your alchemy

Yields the gold from sin’s alloy.


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Married and father of two. Living in Waterloo, Ontario. Workplace health and safety professional. Blogger. Poet. Nature hiker. History buff. Inspirational writer. Newsboy for Jesus.

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