Trust

Trust

Trust Him when dark doubts assail you,
Trust Him when your strength is small,
Trust Him when to simply trust Him
Seems the hardest thing of all. 

Trust Him, He is ever faithful,
Trust Him, for His will is best,
Trust Him, for the heart of Jesus
Is the only place of rest. 
Author unknown

Proverbs 18:10 
“The name of the Lord is a strong tower: the righteous runneth into it, and is safe.”

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