Lord, how we need Your healing hand
To move across our precious land,
Touching those whose lives are hurting,
Bringing hope, despair averting.
Some are overwhelmed with fear
And need Your strength to persevere.
Many suffer, weep and toil
And need Your gentle, healing oil.
You are strong when we are weak.
You bring joy when times are bleak.
By Your hand, we shall not fail.
With Your help, we can prevail!
"The Lord is my light and salvation; whom shall I fear? The Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?"
Psalm 27:1 KJV
For in the time of trouble he shall hide me in his pavilion: in the secret of his tabernacle shall he hide me; he shall set me up upon a rock."
Psalm 27:5 KJV
© 2011 Arlene Schwartzkopf