When I lift up my eyes

Without strength…In despair…

I know that You are there…

Regardless of my pain…

You, Creator of heaven…

You, Creator of earth…

You see my eyes…You know I’m fair…

From You, Lord, comes my help…

 

Regardless of my circumstances…

Regardless of my fears…

Regardless of my falls…

Regardless of my wounds…

You guide and guard my journey

through valleys and through toils

From this time forth…Forevermore…

You heal the deepest sore…

 

I’m thankful that You walk with me

I never feel alone

My eyes are always fixed on You

You’re sitteth on the throne

You’re source of living water

and when I’m overwhelmed

I just look up o’er the hills

and from there comes my help!

 

Maritza Mészáros

July 9, 2015

9:00 a.m.