I Trust You Through Life's Alarms

By Susan Nikitenko

 
Though a blinding fog blocks my full sight,
Though I can not understand His way,
I will not fear the hole in the ground;
Or troubles or worrisome sound.

I will trust the all seeing eye of God;
Who leads blinded men through darkest night,
And when I fear to take in faith, the step.
His leading grace, by faith, will be my light.

His lamp is daily there before me;
To lead through this place of darkness, dim,
And when mangled pain of life presses me;
I will follow His light and trust in Him.

Though death brings sorrow, I can't see past.
I'm injured and blinded by deep fog.
I will jump into His arms of love;
And seek His tender comforting dove.

If tempted with bitterness to lie;
I choose, to feel through darkness alone.
What a comfortless, existence, I fear;
T'would steal all joy, year, year after year.

For to choose a life of freedom and joy;
You must choose the road of fearless faith;
And when your path meets your darkest hour;
Upon His bosom find your power.

I can not walk this path alone, Oh God;
Lest I trip, or blow through painful winds.
Upon your grace, I lay my life;
Oh Father, upon you I will depend.

Carry me through the dark paths of life.
Hold tight my trembling fainting heart.
Lest anytime in fear I turn in doubt;
And from your help I choose to depart.

But No, But No, I run to you, Oh God.
I cuddle safely into your arms.
As a child, gazing into your loving eyes;
Hand to cheek, say, "I trust you through life's alarms."