Though my body be broken And pain does abound Though my life lay in pieces all around Though my loved ones reject me And they all put me down Though my children refuse my counsel And believe me but a clown Though my God does not hear me He makes not a sound Though my prayers seem to go unanswered And lie upon the ground Though Satan assaults me And pursues me like a hound Though my mind is do pressured And I feel as I am about to drown Though my strength is fading And my heart begins to pound Though winds blow against me And darkness all surrounds Though my faith is so tested It must be found sound For I am determined not to let go But cling to the promises I have found. Stan Howerton BACK