With Help From God

The chores of life are tough I know,
impossible alone to do;
my mind is often filled with woe,
and only Christ can help me through.

Yes, when I stumble, when I fall,
His hand is waiting for my grasp;
His ear is listening for my call,
He's there to help me if I ask.

And if the path is dark and steep,
if rocky is the road I trod,
if tribulations make me weep,
I'll make it through with help from God.

What lies ahead I can't foretell;
the course of life is not in stone,
but this I know and know it well:
with Christ I will not walk alone.

Copyright 1999, 2002 Ruth Gillis


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