Whenever
crushing be my care,
I take God's loving
hand,
Who walks beside me day by
day
And fully understands.
For His dear
hand,which
strengthening
Be,is always kept in
mine;
Because He's won my contrite
heart
And truly He is mine!
The love of God,who is
my forte,
Means more to me each
day;
And just because He's always
near,
He hears me when I pray!
So sweet this
fellowship with God,
That I can scarce
explain;
Just what it means to me, His
child,
Because His grace I've
gained!
So even when the skys
are dark
And sunlight I can't see;
I
still can see God's loving face,
Who is
the whole of me.
