Tubes in the throat tubes in the wrist
Tubes in stomach and nose
Yet born of God I could resist
The devil’s taunting blows
Although his jaws were gaping wide
Though death’s cold hands drew near
Trusting The Light that reigns inside
I saw no need to fear
I felt God’s warmth His love His care
His arm His mighty hand
The faithfulness He has to share
The Truth to understand
My time is in The Master’s keep
My faith has made me wise
Though others found it hard to sleep
In peace I’d close my eyes
Salvation’s Word is ever real
God’s Promise always true
Regardless what our bodies feel
Or that we seem to view
Though darkness would my soul distraught
Would have my flesh to die
Yet Heaven’s arms are never short
God’s hand is ever nigh
My God my Friend, Saviour supreme
Seeing my soul full tears
Rebuked the tide, the raging stream
And stilled my loved one’s fears
However hard our great ordeal
However deep the pain
Thus tighter grows our Father’s Seal
And darkness fights in vain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem