LORD, HOW SWEET IS YOUR WORD
How sweet is your Word in suffering,
Though oft' the burden is great.
It feels unbearably frequent,
Your Word is a precious ointment,
Oft' applied in much duress.
Your Word is a pathway lamplight.
With your Word I make progress.
I read and feel much freedom.
A breath of joy I breathe.
I lose myself in scriptures,
Where found is sweet relief.
Your Word, I'll never shun it,
Though hurting hinders me.
The two-edged sword of sweetness
Is what I need from thee.
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(c)Sandra Johnson/Draw Nigh To Hope