Knowing my Fear
I hear the melody of a song so soft and sweet.
Into my heart it seems to sweep.
The storms of life come and then they go.
The fear of them no one can know.
I know Godís hand controls what I fear.
So I seek peace in the music I hear.
The present is all I posses right now.
So I know in my spirit it will work out somehow.
I try not to think of the future or the past.
But of the here and now and that my fear wonít last.
I know my Father holds the bitter and the sweet in my 'HERE'.
To Him I am important and I am so dear.
He is a loving Father and from us is never far.
Heís always where He should be and that is where we are