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Thy Word #82

Mine eyes filled with tears, Fail for the sight of hope. Thy word whispers something better, Saying, Look to me, When wilt thou believe? Comfort your servant, Me, of little faith.

Thy Word #76

Let me behind the wheel and I’ll have a wreck, I pray thee, break pride and insert humility. Thy merciful kindness is found in your “no.” Be for my comfort, when self-will generates suffering. According to my need let Thy word unto me be a harness of safety. Thy servant is fragile.

Thy Word #74

They that fear thee, From sin seek to flee. Will be glad of Your marvellous works. When they see me, May you be honored. Because I have hoped In unmerited mercy, In thy word We find refuge.

Thy Word #67

Before I was without discipline, now Afflicted, I find your harness. I went astray before, like a wild colt, But now I am ruled by your rod and staff. Have I learned my latest lesson yet? Kept in your stable, Thy word reigns me in.