My Rest
He’s my life, He’s my all;
Without Him I would fall.
Every day, every hour;
Jesus keeps me by His power.
Through the assurance of His Word.
I know all His promises are true.
By faith, I stand upon them,
And my God makes all things new.
Though my trials like raging storms blow,
Help to endure is always present from above.
Not a sigh nor a loss in my life here below.
Could ever dim the glory of my Saviour’s love.
Though clouds of sorrow seem to hide
His presence in the night,
There’s not a moment in my life
When His guiding hand is not in sight.
All for His glory He will perform,
What He has promised in me, to conform.
He who hath begun a good work in me,
Will perform it until my Saviour I shall see.
Then one day I will cross over,
When He opens that final door,
And He transforms this corruptible
To His perfect likeness forever more.
When I stand to give account,
“Will I come forth as gold?” will be my test,
No more will I fight this robe of flesh
As in my Saviour I take my rest.
And with the saints in glory,
I stand with Him for eternal days.
O for a thousand tongues to sing
My Great Redeemer’s praise!
June 13th, 2003
Angela Trenholm
1 John 3:1-3 Behold, what manner of love the Father hath bestowed upon us, that we should be called the sons of God: therefore the world knoweth us not, because it knew him not. Beloved, now are we the sons of God, and it doth not yet appear what we shall be: but we know that, when he shall appear, we shall be like him; for we shall see him as he is. And every man that hath this hope in him purifieth himself, even as he is pure.
1 Corinthians 15:51-54 Behold, I shew you a mystery; We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed, In a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trump: for the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed. For this corruptible must put on incorruption, and this mortal must put on immortality. So when this corruptible shall have put on incorruption, and this mortal shall have put on immortality, then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written, Death is swallowed up in victory.