Tracy
10/10/2026
11:48:31 AM | |  | |
COME AWAY MY BELOVED by Frances J. Roberts
THE SECRET
There's a little word that changes
Darkest skies to brightest blue;
There's a little word that brings the
Sunlight bravely shining through.
Never mind the things about you;
Never mind if others frown ----
Lift your face to God and praise Him,
And the blessings will come down!
Praise is mightier than any army
With its banners all unfurled;
Praise will win the victory sooner
Than all the powers of this world.
For the God who ruleth all things,
And the God who longs to bless
Waiteth only till He heareth thee
Thy love to Him confess.
Beg Him not for any blessing;
Tire Him not to spell thy need.
This He knoweth e'er thou speak it;
Stay Him not to beg and plead.
Lift thy face and sing it heav'nward,
From the depths within thy soul;
Let His praises fill thy being,
Let the shout of rapture roll.
Ah! The rest will come quite easy ----
E'er thou thinkest, 'twill be done.
Thou wilt know PRAISE is the answer.
Thou wilt find the vict'ry won.
Blessed, holy, wonderous Jesus,
Heav'n in Thee to me is come! |
