Oh, My Jesus, how can I complain, when you lift me high above every pain. 🌹 Yes, the enemy is near. Warfare is ever strong. But it matters not, because it is clear to Whom I belong! 🌹 My steps are ordered and clear. The battle will rage until, the time is up, and I've learned to be still. 🌹 Holy is the road for His people to follow. No doubts or fears will plague me tomorrow. 🌹 If He is with me what is there to fear? I know He is faithful and wipes every tear. 🌹 I am blessed if my tears be not few. He promised me comfort, and His heavenly dew. 🌹 So, I will rest and know, when good I cannot see, He is working it all so surely for me!
A Servant
🎶SONG – ALL THINGS – GOD WILL MAKE A WAY – DON MOEN
Amen 🙏