When heavy burdens crush the breast,
When your faith is put to the test,
When you cannot get any rest,
What do you do?
When your eyes flow freely with tears,
When your heart is filled up with fears,
When the heavens are closed, it appears,
What do you do?
When in friends you cannot confide,
When the devil and demons deride,
When the pressure, you can't abide,
What do you do?
When all joy is turned to sadness,
When in vain you search for gladness,
When actions seem to be madness,
What do you do?
There's One who was pierced by the nail,
Who will soothe the bitterest wail,
Come to Him who never will fail,
That's what to do.
When our cup is full to the brim,
We know His compassion will not dim,
By faith we lay hold upon Him,
That's what to do.
On the Rock of salvation,
On His declaration,
We stand firm — no deviation,
That's what to do.
He said He'll surely come again,
And then will banish all our pain,
So trust, the time that doth remain,
That's what to do.
(Written by a brother known to the editor at a time of great trial and grief)
We are justified by faith alone, but the faith that justifies can never be alone. — H. Moule