3/24/24
Hear me in my agony
Fallen here so low
Let me feel your company
When facing every foe
As life’s great burdens ever mount
I place my trust in You
How little sorrows seem to count
When joy You grant anew
The yoke is easy, burden light
When counting on Your grace
Until, at last, we find in sight
That blissful resting place
Pilgrim Poet 