When your day seems near defeat,
And at night there's rest less sleep,
Fix your thoughts on God above,
Praise Him for his matchless love.
Thank Him, Bless Him for His Son,
Who from sin our ransom won,
As He bids you to His Side,
Calm and rest will there abide.
Trust the Lord by night and day,
Joy within your heart will stay,
Troubles quickly disappear,
When God's love is, oh, so near.
Mrs. O. Semrau,