GOD'S TENDER, LOVING GRACE


by: Catherine Janseen Irwin


Each rocky road, each winding stair
Has known His blessed pressence there;
The wildest storm, the roughest sea
With His sweet grace, no threat could be.

His arms enfold me through the night
Until the dawn comes into sight;
His tender mercy and love abide
As I cast doubt and fear aside.

He comforts me when hope runs thin
And loves me if I lose or win;
So when I find I need a friend
I know my Lord, my cares will mend.


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