Jesus help me trust you
When I can’t see through the fog
Be the eyes that guide me
Through the mire and the bog
When tears of sadness blind me
When fear my vision skews
May I clearly see Your face
Your plan my only view
Too often my eyes are open wide shut
Can’t see the forest for the trees
And then you come and touch them
And suddenly I see
Could you send that touch tonight
Help me see your plan
I want to see from behind your eyes
And trusting, hold your hand
Be thou my vision when I feel blind
And grace my fears relieve
Jesus, you love me, this I know
I’ll trust and obey and believe…
Took me time to read all the comments, but I really enjoyed the article.
I feel that is an interesting point, it made me assume a bit. Thank you for sparking my thinking cap. Once in a while I am getting so much in a rut that I just feel like a record.
I think you went too much in details with this article.. i like them short, but it’s still great.