Even when people fail me,
You, Lord, are always there;
When friends and family forsake me,
Still, I know that You care.
I can face the stormiest weather,
And laugh in the face of despair,
For Your arms of love enfold me,
And I can take refuge there.
Each day I draw on Your strength,
Each night I sit at Your feet;
Each breath that I take is for You,
And each whisper from You so sweet.
Sometimes it’s hard to imagine
That You gave Your life for me;
Your wonderful gift of grace, Lord,
Is the sweetest of blessings to me.
©2004 J M McIntosh
For by grace you have been saved through
faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the
gift of God, not of works, lest anyone should
boast. (Ephesians 2:8-9)
