Joy in Adversity
Let me endure thou my journey be hard
Remembering ever, those hands, so nail-scarred.
Help me press on;
Life is not my own.
As the darkness settles into night,
Let me count the stars shining with light.
Help me cling to that radiate hope
To get me past this downward slope.
Remembering ever, the flesh, beaten and torn.
Help me press on;
Life is not my own.
As the sky clothes itself in a colorful arch,
Help me charge forth as the winds of March.
Let me walk boldly as tree tops that grace the sky
So my life will count; not just pass on by.
Remembering ever, the resurrection story.
Help me press on;
Life is not my own.
As the flowers bud and blossom,
Fill me with a joy that’s awesome.
Help me cast my worry aside;
Let Jesus take over this roller-coaster ride.
Lift me in the wings of your Word,
Remembering ever, the gospel, I’ve read and heard.
Help me press on;
Life is not my own.
As the rain drizzles and settles the dust,
Help me hold on to the One that I trust.
Let me not waste the blood shed for me,
To live for Jesus is what others should see.
Life is not my own.
Mary Crisp Jameson – 7/13/2014
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