Believers are Blessed
We clothe
ourselves with humility
We arm
ourselves with prayer
We bow
before God as supplicants
We cast on
Him every care and seek rest
We seek His
will for our lives
We treasure
His every word
His stripes
are those that heal us
His tears
our eyes wash and refresh
He has
prepared for us a table
He anoints
with oil our heads
He fills our
cups to overflowing
He has
fashioned us white robes and glittering crowns
We do not
want for anything
He is our
all and all
He by still
waters lead us
We have
nothing to fear should we die
He heals us
all with His stripes
He doth
sin-sick souls restore
He in
righteous paths daily lead us
He makes us
by green pastures rest
Sin cannot
take us away from Him
He paid
sin's price for our paths
His mercy
and goodness shall follow us
While our
lives on this earth shall last
And when at
last through the valley
Of death's
shadow we seemingly descend on our own
We have
nothing to fear in the darkness
For He never
leaves us by ourselves, all alone
Soon the
trumpet of the Archangel resounding
Shall wake
the dead and the living alert
All we who have
placed our faith in the Savior
And we shall
live in His House for eternity
