My All

 

When I am weary and oppresses I cast my soul on Chist to rest

When I am weak from the journey's length I look to Him who is my strength

When I walk bewildered in the night in the darkness I can see a light

When desolate my thoughts employ the praises of Him who is my JOY!

 

I may be broken, lose my health-I shall keep the one who is my wealth

When storms assail and I reel from shock My spirit flies unto the rock.

I look to him and my terrors cease In my hiding place I find my peace

While battles rage I shall not yield for in conflict I have Christ my Shield!

 

Tho confusion may invade my day I will follow Him who is my way

Through time and turmoil pain and strife I rely on Him who is my life.

there is nothing with which I can't cope when I cling to Him who is my hope

Whatever may my life befall- through life and death He is my all.

 

based on an anonymous poem

 

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Anthony Foster