Oh, what times we know
When we long that sweet release from pain.
For cooling flakes of snow- -
And the calming showers of rain
Worthless person am I,
Worthy only to suffer and die.
The days are rough and long,
and they- wrath and spite prolong.
I hope in what is right
Although my sins follow in tow.
I look to see the end in sight
But time is a bitter foe!
I squint my eyes from blinding light!
My breathing quickens in hope-
Trapped no longer in blackest night
I, with darkness need not cope.
Behold my Abba Father stands.
In his firm grip I'm held,
By his gentle, loving hands.
My soul, to proper shape, He'll meld.
The long days are gone away.
And I in heaven do say,
ney, not say, but with joy do sing- -
“Praises to my Savior I shall always bring! ”
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