The Prisoner of Love By F. W. Orde Ward (F. Harald Wiliams) |
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October 19
VERY PRESENT |
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October 19 VERY PRESENT
“A very present help in trouble.”—Ps. xlvi. 1.
He is present and I need Him
In the darkness and the doubt,
Though misgiving would not heed Him—
For I cannot see without.
When the clouds of sorrow gather
With the winds that never cease,
Comes the Friend who is my Father—
He is present, and is Peace.
When the way grows sick and drearer,
Worse than any track I trod,
Then to me He still is nearer
And a very Present God.
In the darkness and the doubt,
Though misgiving would not heed Him—
For I cannot see without.
When the clouds of sorrow gather
With the winds that never cease,
Comes the Friend who is my Father—
He is present, and is Peace.
When the way grows sick and drearer,
Worse than any track I trod,
Then to me He still is nearer
And a very Present God.
He is Present, and I trust Him
When my foes to battle shout,
If I sometimes far would thrust Him—
For I cannot fight without.
When I miss, alas! my brother
In the lone and evil hour,
He sustains me as no other—
He is Present and is Power.
Should the trial flame wax double
And my feet be poorly shod,
I will look beyond the trouble
To the very Present God.
When my foes to battle shout,
If I sometimes far would thrust Him—
For I cannot fight without.
When I miss, alas! my brother
In the lone and evil hour,
He sustains me as no other—
He is Present and is Power.
Should the trial flame wax double
And my feet be poorly shod,
I will look beyond the trouble
To the very Present God.
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