and character produces hope…


Cry out to your Savior, oh, weary, torn soul.

Cling to the Healer who can make your life whole

For its through His comfort that life’s storms will cease

And weary, weak souls find a shelter and peace.


No evil can conquer your weary, tired mind

For God in his faithfulness only refines

He will not forsake you and evil won’t conquer

And after each trial you’ll find your faith stronger.


And if you’re too weak to cling any longer

You’re still held in the arms of your good, loving Father.

His Spirit interprets cries deeper than words

He soothes every sorrow, gives endurance and hope.


So look up to him, though overtaken by cares

Find tender compassion, deliverance from snares

Do not fear in terror, or dread Satan’s schemes

What you find torn down, your Savior redeems.


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