Hold our hands, we cannot see
Beyond the steps we take
God, be our steadfast surety
For You make no mistake
And oh, we are so prone to stray
As pastures beckon, come
Be our Captain through the fray
Guide this battalion home
The unknown is a gaping void
Of misery and fear
Hope would swiftly be destroyed
Without Your Presence near
But as we feel Your tender touch
Sustaining faithfully
We do not need to fear so much
The things we cannot see
The fight is not forever Lord
The hour is at hand
When we will leave our temporal swords
In plough-shares made of sand
Oh God, it seems we see You etched
Against the setting sun
Into the trenches, arms out-stretched,
We hear You calling come
…and so we press toward Your arms
The battle is not done
This world with all its empty charms
Is but the stepping-stone
A plot of dirt on which we stand
Reaching in humble trust
To hold Your gracious out-stretched hand
Your glory to our dust…
The victory banner waves on high
Beyond this tear-stained plight
Hold our hands and be our Guide
Within the thickest fight
Through enemy lines we will forge
The battle is not long
Hold our hands and lead us, Lord
Oh, keep your warriors strong
Janet Martin
The victory banner waves on high
Beyond this tear-stained plight
Hold our hands and be our Guide
Within the thickest fight
Through enemy lines we will forge
The battle is not long
Hold our hands and lead us, Lord
Oh, keep your warriors strong
Janet Martin
I saw the movie War Horse last night.
The final scene touched me immensely...
A picture of weary, wounded warriors coming home.
Ah yes, indeed, we are warriors....and strength is often needed!
ReplyDelete(I could not see War Horse. I knew the ending would be too sad to endure.)
Mary, Go and see it! It has some hard parts, but the great thing about this movie is that the ending is not too sad to endure!
ReplyDeletep.s. I had to laugh yesterday...a farmer saw the movie and he said 'if the kid would have plowed the field on the hill cross-wise instead of up and down the rain would not have washed out their turnip crop, then they would not have needed to sell the horse to keep the farm!'...that thought never occurred to me;) I promise I won't say anything else about it!
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