'My Lord'
by: Rosshel Abong
Without You, my Lord
I cannot stand on my own
Hopeless of being alone
In my anxious thought
You encourage me with hope,
In the book of truth.
You never leave me
Being filled with discouragement
Instead, you did stay.
When I go astray
Faith instilled becomes blurry,
Yet, You rescue me.
With your loving arms
Your sinful daughter feel safe,
Secure and hopeful.
When I have nothing
God, becomes my all in all
Incomparable!
When all dreams shattered
You help me firmly believed
And never bothered
My God, my Savior
Worthy of praise and honor
For strength and favor
Best things You in-store
To those who faithfully endure
My Lord, my savior.
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