Sometimes, Lord…
Sometimes I find I worry
– for nothing –
for nothing is all that worry can do…
for nothing is all that worry can do…
And sometimes I find that yesterday’s fears
– were tamed –
while I slept through the night…
And sometimes I find I’ve somehow
– survived –
last week’s unsolvable problem…
Far too often I fail to trust
– you are with me –
through all of my sorrows and joys…
So, help me, Lord, to always remember
– that all shall be well –
that all manner of things
in your good time shall be well,
shall be well, shall be well…
Amen.
