Thou Art My All (by C. H. Spurgeon)
Dear Lord, in thee I view my all,
And lovely is thy name.
For though on earth I slip or fall,
Thy love remains the same.
Each day reminds me I am weak
To stand against my foes;
And, but that I thy help may seek,
I’d fall beneath my woes.
But thou hast said my strength shall be
According to my day.
Thy promise has been kept to me,
And still will be I pray.
For what are we if left to roam
In life’s deceitful way?
Yet farther off, not nearer home,
Our feet are prone to stray.
Then never have us Lord to tread
This world without a guide.
And never let the tempter lead
Thine erring sheep aside.
“I will not leave, nor yet forsake
My people here below;
Until in glory they shall wake
And purer regions know.”
For further reflection: Deuteronomy 33:25–27
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