Treasure Island

Tom Zart


GOD'S RULES OF LIFE


When we are sinking in a sea of pain, doubt and fear
We cry out to our Lord for peace of mind and rescue.
He gives us His wisdom, forgiveness and love
And a new opportunity in life to renew.

God has the power to transform all circumstances
When we respond obediently to His will.
He shall replace fear with the courage of faith
As our goodness He has blessed we fulfill.

In order to give God complete control of our actions
We must realize we cannot make it on our own.
When we fail to submit to God's rules of life
We fall victim to the misdeeds we've sown.

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Submitted: Monday, July 14, 2014

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