I’ve
seen my share of troubles and trials,
Still
faithfully I press along the way;
I see
no use for foolish denials:
What
He has spoken I’ll trust and obey.
Of freedom
from harm there’s no guarantee,
For
good men and bad men all come to die;
Just
think of God’s Son and then you will see:
Our
hope is in heaven – beyond the sky.
When
things do not happen just as I please
I do
not complain, nor grumble, nor moan;
Alone
in my chamber, down on my knees
All
troubles and trials there I’ll make known.
When
I think that I can’t go any more,
And
I feel my faith start to slip away,
I set
my sights on that heavenly shore:
And
I think of that great Homecoming Day!
There
is much in this life that I hold dear,
For,
you see, this life is all I have known;
And
there’s much about death that I still fear
(Perhaps
it’s because of the seeds I’ve sown.)
I’m only
human – there’s much I can’t see,
I try
to be faithful, loving and true;
He’s
said there’s a mansion waiting for me!
Knowing
that gives me strength to make it through.
H.
L. Gradowith
10-11-2001