Life wears a different face to me,
Since I found my Savior;
Rich mercy at the cross I see,
My dying, living Savior.
He sought me in His wondrous love,
So I found my Savior,
He brought salvation from above,
My dear, almighty Savior.
The passing clouds may intervene,
Since I found my Savior,
But He is with me, though unseen,
My ever present Savior.
A strong hand kindly holds my own,
Since I found my Savior,
It leads me onward to the throne,
O there I’ll see my Savior.
Chorus:
Golden sunbeams ‘round me play,
Jesus turns my night to day,
Heaven seems not far away,
Since I found my Savior.
E. E. Hewitt
I love this one...irises and poem. When I need courage to do something, I always ask Jesus to hold my hand.
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