We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
Jesus, Savior, pilot me, while the days of Man do flee. Keep me looking to Your shore from whence You have come before. Stormy days are on their way. Be my Hope and lasting stay. Jesus, Savior, take my hand. Help me follow Your blest plan. Before Thy Kingdom's ever peace, we would know Thy rest, release. Through this pilgrim land of Earth, guide me by Thy blest New Birth. Jesus, Savior, guide me best with Your Hand, the True, the Blest. Hopeful days come near the pier, relieving doubt, to banish fear. Jesus, Savior, pilot me to the land fore'er with Thee. Jesus, Savior, by Thy wings cause me rest with a voice that sings. Be my near and trusted Friend every moment to defend. Pilot me, Dear Savior, Lord, by the truths found in Your Word. by Jay O’Toole on July 15th, 2020 |