Beleaguered, battered and broken and torn
Scattered and shattered, ridiculed and scorned
Attacked and berated and wanting our death
Though all forsake us, still we will confess –

You my Father are Faithful and True
You my Father will carry me through
Though I’m imperfect and fail time after time
You’ll never stop holding this weak heart of mine
Forever our hearts will be intertwined

You’ll love me and keep me though no one else will
I’ll rest in my knowledge of You
and be still….


Psa:46:8
2 Cor:12:15