When in doubt, I seem to dwell
And in pain, my heart doth swell
When I’m done through and through,
Let me Lord, remember You.
When abundance be my lot,
And I find no need for cost;
Let my gold not be my god
But you, my King and my God
If I have not, please help me
To trust that You are near me
That You, O God are my source
And in You, I’ll find solace…
(c) Chukwudi I.
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