The Chosen Servants
From far across the earth,
God looked for who was worth;
Bringing us to this place,
While shedding His grace.
We are servants He chose,
With His grace He bestows;
And will never forsake,
Nor let promises break.
He is the Lord your God,
Whom you honor and laud;
And He will hold your hand,
For helping you to stand.
He protects with His arm,
So nought will ever harm;
While He makes you strong,
To resist doing wrong.
So never be afraid,
Or attempt to evade;
Never tremble with fear,
For the Lord God is near.
Richard Newton Sherrer
Copyright ©2007 Richard Newton Sherrer
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