While making our way down here, O God

we know not what will fill tomorrow’s view

but of this we are more than sure…

we belong to You.

It can get rough, O God

oft times our ship…lists askew

yet, of this…we are convinced…

we belong to You.

Surrendered…to Your will… 

to You alone we kneel…forever avowed 

there is no inkling of detouring…

for we are Your engrafted boughs.

The faith You have given us

stretches far and wide

thus, when the temper tries to dissuade…

we lean…directed by heavenly guide.

When paths become littered with things unpleasant

we long for You with bated breath

then is heard the voice of...Your Glowing Promises…

and stilled is our angst…in Your miraculous rest. 

We…here and now,

in lieu of indulging this world’s ensnaring stews,

press-on via salvation’s love, only because…

O Dear Jesus, without a doubt, we belong…to You!

JHN 10:27-29, JOB 23:10, PS 17:3, PS 29:3-4

©jmsbell-8/13/24