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Trust God

I'll trust you Lord, it's easy to say,
I tell you I do, every time I pray.

Yes, I trust you when things go my way,
When there's blue sky and sunshine everyday.

But when the storm clouds roll in and the sky is grey.
When things don't seem to go my way,

It's then that my trust begins to crumble and fall,
It's then that I realize it wasn't trust at all.

When I can't see through the fog, to what lays ahead,
It's then I need to rest safe in your stead.

Rest in the assurance, that you know what's best,
That if I leave it with you, I will be blest.

The assurance of knowing that you're in control,
And that your only ambition is to make my life whole.

When I come to the realization, of your love and care,
It's then I can trust you, in times of despair.

It's then without a doubt, I can take hold your hand,
Fully assured, I want, what you've planned.

Copyright © 2004 Naomi Shea

 

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