This is just a small bit of verse that came to me as I prayed that the Lord would use this year as he pleases. Undoubtedly amateur in terms of poetry, but I’d thought I’d share anyway, since the sentiment is sincere, if nothing else.
When weighty cares beset your soul
Rejoice, oh heart, the Lord extol,
For in his hands each trial finds rest,
To ease the anxious, grief-burned breast.
And when the swords of men draw near,
Remember then his side, the spear.
He took for you the shame for sin,
And granted you new life in him.
And if one day the tempest rage,
Should cast you out into the waves,
Look up to see your sleeping Lord,
And know his peace means you restored.
For never did he like Jonah stray,
Or from his father turn away,
The righteous life we could not live,
He by grace through faith will give.
“Your faith,” he’ll say, “has made you well.”
So we need never taste of hell,
For though we only death deserved,
Jesus came to heal our hurt.
Oh let me never forget thy grace,
That cleanses me from every trace,
Of sin and every evil thing,
Which kept me from my God and king.
Oh that. thy Word and thine alone
Might be for me foundation stone
And when the mighty waters come
I shall say, “Thy will be done.”
2 thoughts on “When Weighty Cares Beset Your Soul — A Prayer for 2018”
Beautiful! Thanks for sharing!
Glad you enjoyed it. Thank you for reading. 🙂