IN TIMES LIKE THESE

IN TIMES LIKE THESE

In times like these,
When your life’s way
Is clouded with uncertainty;
And the way to go is dreary,
And your foes in ambush lay:
Then you need a Guide.

A Guide whose light brightens
Your part; whose countenance
Dreads your foes threats:
A Guide, like a plough share that
Clears the ambush on your part laid.

In times like these,
When your life voyage is
Entangled in a slippery haze;
And your part become crooked
On account of an ensnared maze,
Then you need an Anchor.

An Anchor that grips
Firm on a rocky bed;
That holds you firm on your
Desired part, and straightens
That crooked and mazy way.

In times like these,
When storms like billows
Roll; and you got caught
In a whirlpool of fading dreams:
And the world holds you in reproach,
Then you need a Bible.

The Bible is the word of God
The words therein are succor
Stilling the raging tempest;
Making bold the weak,
And Comfort to the weakling soul.

In times like these,
When the storm is over
And the shore you sigh.
When hope and joy floods your soul
And the throngs of worldly applause you beholds,
Then you need a savior.

A savior on whose wings
You will be safely bore through,
Lest at point of exultancy
You trample upon the word,
Severing the chord to the Anchor
Upon which your guides leads.
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