Be Thou my shield when the storm clouds

Begin to release their falling rain

When I find my umbrella of maturity

Beginning to close amidst the whirling terrain.

 

Be Thou my flowing fountain

In the cool of the day

Should my water pots need replenished

As I travel along the way.

 

Be Thou my light in the darkness of a plight

Let the dreary culverts be a place that I may learn to grow

That they may be as a rose bouquet

It's only in You that with goodness we may sow.

 

Lord, Be Thou my vision, be my sight

Should Your traveling agents park silently by the way

Failing to sound the alarm of spiritual grace

 Failing to come to You and pray.

 

Lord, Be Thou our vision night and day

As teenagers pass along this way

That by our love and kindness we may draw them

For in their heart they need Your love today.

 

Lord, Be Thou our strength and comfort 

In the valleys low and the mountains high

In You all can be as a flower strewn trellis

From the Lily of the valley to the mounts endless supply.

 

Lord, Be Thou my all and all

My every thought, my every will

The perfect One... due all praise and glory

Thou that holds the holy, heavenly seal.

 

 Danna Robinette

8~13~09

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