Oft' I'm Tempted

Oft I'm tempted to doubt Thee, Lord

To doubt all Thou hast planned, 

To shy away from Thy "unseen" care, 

To dodge Thy teaching hand. 

Oft I'm tempted to accuse Thee, Lord

When my own will is crossed, 

Or even to point a finger full of blame, 

And dwell upon what was lost. 

But oftn'er still--in sweet solitude, 

So moved my own heart shall be

Remembering Thy Mercy, Grace unreserved!

Thy Quiet, Steady Strength--and such Blessed Peace!

For in these days of testing, forward shall I press,

Oh ne'er again to doubt Thee!

Setting fast and fixed, my "gaze as flint",

Til' across Eternity's threshold, Thy tender hand shall lead me.

(c) Anna D. 2015