In the garden’s hush, as others rest, Past midnight, you’re on watch, the most stressful part of your quest. Morning creeps, sky still darkly dressed, Back to the garden, your steps divest. Your anguish, beyond our view, Foreseeing trials, but you did pursue. No fleeing, no hiding, though shadows grew, You faced it all, for…

Alone, I often overestimate my might, Believing myself stronger than the enemy’s sight. How blind of me to claim wisdom over the foe,Foolish to think I match his cunning blow.Cocky indeed, to think my tales surpass,The Father of Lies, whose deceit outlasts.A jest it is, to deem myself fully aware,Dishonest to believe I alone can…

In the beauty of Your handiwork, my worries cease, In Your creation’s embrace, I find my peace. Waves roll distant, world curves in a bow,Cloud layers high, beneath sky’s blue glow.Thunderclouds gather, as waters roar,On sandy shores, their songs they pour. Thunderclouds grumble, as waters play,On sandy shores, they greet the day. Birds soar high,…

7,434 days, through battles fought, In your shadow, I have sought. In the darkest nights, your flame did burn, In every trial, I did learn. Thousands of days, through storms we’ve trod,Your steadfast light, our guiding rod. In the realm of shadows, you remained, In every trial, your love proclaimed. Thousands of days you never…

Late I hear the sweet songs of old, Echoes through time, stories retold. Thousands of years, yet nothing’s changed, Invention of the soul, forever ordained. Oh, the melody, it’s been going strong, Through the ages, it carries on. The sweet hum of hymns, eternal and pure, Forever I’ll cherish, forever I’ll endure. Too often we…

From the trestle to the mine, The landmarks of my town so fine, But bricks and cowheads line the shore Didn’t think I could bare so much more. Life is good with the ones you love, Don’t complain, trust in God above, Trains and buses tempting me to roam, But for now this is home.…

Restless I am for another battle has begun, Tired my mind grows as another season comes, the days are long but also short, the ocean big, each grain of sand so small. Each made by your hand he made it all. The one who stands by me through battle and peace though I may scatter…