Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Trouble Me Not...



Trouble me not; oh fear of tomorrow
Unknown is the visage of future intent
Trouble me not; oh yesterday’s sorrow
Firm is the seal on a moment when spent

Trouble me not; oh guilt that would haunt me
But for the Hands bearing scars in my stead
Trouble me not; though failure would taunt me
But for the Hope as my pardon flows red


Trouble me not; restless oceans of longing
Vain are the futile endeavors of dust
But oh, what fulfillment and peace in belonging
To He in whom we can affix our trust

Trouble me not; Lord, I plead for Your presence
To conquer the demons that quake ‘neath Your gaze
When I am weak God, Your strength is perfected
As I relinquish my will to Your ways

© Janet Martin


 But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, 
for my power is made perfect in weakness. 
Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, 
so that Christ’s power may rest on me.  2 Cor. 12:9

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