When I am broken,
forlorn and numb,
from all that this life throws me…
I take refuge
in the Fount’s deluge
and trust You, God, Who knows me.
Christ Jesus, You’re my shelter—
my calm in every storm.
Your Lordship role
restores my soul
when You call the clouds to form.
The Silversmith,
You light Your flame
and in it
casts this precious ore…
then pelt and beat
through searing heat
until in it
Your reflection shines, galore.
The Gardener,
You prune Your branch.
You do not neglect how it fares…
until fruit sprouts, blooming,
from Your faithful grooming
for You are the good Gardener Who cares.
The Potter,
You form Your clay,
but reserve the right to destroy it…
each vessel in His hand,
by Your command
for the use in which You employ it.
So let me wrestle like Jacob
for Your blessing,
even if I must be maimed.
Grant me grace to stay
and know Your Way
that I might proclaim Your name!
Give a glimpse of Your glory
that I may convey Your story—
set me, like Moses, in the cleft…
So I will not roam,
but will have a home
keep me right, that I will not be left.
Knowing this
I will count it all joy,
and in suffering I will not faint.
Let me persevere
at length to hear
“Well done,” before the saints.
References from the Holy Bible:
Line 4 – Psalm 46:1; 71:3
Line 5 – Isaiah 55:1
Line 6 – Psalm 139:1-5
Line 7 – Psalm 91:1-16
Line 8 – Matthew 8:23-27, Mark 4:35-41, Luke 8:22-25
Line 10 – Psalm 23:1-3
Line 11 – Exodus 13:22
Line 12 – Malachi 3:3
Line 13 – Hebrews 12:28-29
Line 19 – Genesis 1:26-27
Line 20 – John 15:1-8
Line 23 – Galatians 5:22-23
Line 26 – Isaiah 64:8
Line 28 – Jeremiah 18:1-4
Line 32 – Genesis 32:24-28
Line 36 – John 14:6
Line 37 – Psalm 105:1-6
Line 40 – Exodus 33:12-23
Line 42 – Matthew 6:20
Line 43 – Matthew 25:31-46
Line 45 – James 1:2-4
Line 46 – Isaiah 40:31
Line 47 – Hebrews 10:36
Line 48 – Matthew 13:16
Line 49 – Matthew 25:23