Your Word

When troubled I lean on Your Wordto calm me in the fray.When blue skies shine, Your Word is stillmy frail heart’s hope and stay.My heritage, my teacher,the lamp that lights my way.Correction when I turn aside,my joy when life seems gray.No other words call to my soul and offer hope and peace.They sing of wisdom, love, and graceto set my spirit free.

Psalm 119:⁹ Wherewithal shall a young man cleanse his way? by taking heed thereto according to thy word. ¹⁰ With my whole heart have I sought thee: O let me not wander from thy commandments. ¹¹ Thy word have I hid in mine heart, that I might not sin against thee.