I will hold on to Your promises,
Believing them to be true,
Knowing You will come through,
For Your faithfulness has been the talk of ages.
To the hope of this calling true,
May my heart be stuck, as if by glue;
As You imprint Your statutes on my heart,
Grant me the grace to stand firm on my part.
This Anchor that holds me firm,
May I never cut off for the illusion of a lighter load;
Come what may, I know Your love remains;
Grant me the strength to follow steadfastly on this road.
Of these voices and tosses, of dissent and circumstances,
May I remain oblivious, willfully uncomprehending;
For even in this place Your provision is unending;
Grant me the sense to know Your will, and see the wells in deserts.
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Blessed new month to everyone.