My enemy is against my very life
And torments me with words of strife,
Trying to get me to fall to sin
Twisting my words all around again.
My God, will You forget Your grace
Or hide Your face?
In You--You only--I put my trust;
I will fear nothing; I simply must
Rest in You. You keep a list
Of the tears I cry; not one is missed.
Oh, God, when their ridicule is appalling
You keep me from falling.
Your love-lit path is Grace applied,
May my life Your glory never hide!
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