Monday, January 12, 2009
My Solid Rock
Words that comfort my soul from The Solid Rock by Edward Mote. He wrote these lyrics in 1834 yet they still apply.
When darkness veils His lovely face,
I rest on His unchanging grace;
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil.
His oath, His covenant, His blood
Support me in the whelming flood;
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my hope and stay.
All other ground is truly sinking sand. No matter how dark and hopeless things may seem, He is our hope.
May these words be a balm to your soul as they are to mine.