Many of times I am exhausted
Tired of the road I walked
My shoes have worn out
My clothes grown old
To make matters worse
I hear the accuser whisper
“You can’t go on give up
Why let yourself bother?”
But I had forgotten something
God didn’t rest till He finished creation
Nor we He rest till He finished mine
I know what He started
He will bring to completion
Its true Mr accuser
I am incapable and weak
It’s true my inadequacy is clear
Yet I have the One who is so dear
Helping me overcome my fear
Through Him I can do all things
For my life is not mine but His
My maker and Potter He is
So I rest in my Prince of Peace.
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