Nothing We Can’t Handle
No matter what distressing times I face,
When rain and storms replace the sunny weather,
When things I counted on fail to sustain me,
There’s nothing we can’t handle, Lord, together.
If those I thought were friends act more like foes,
If I start to lose the things I hold most dear,
I know that I can tell it all to You;
You want to listen to me and to hear.
When my earthly world dissolves before my eyes,
When problems seem too great for me to bear,
You’ll always be there for me, Lord, I know;
I can come to you on bended knees in prayer.
It’s such a comfort, Lord, to realize,
You’ll always be my King, my Lord, my Friend;
To share my burdens, worries, and my cares,
You’ll love me and support me to the end.
By Joanna Fuchs
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