WHEN I FRET

When I fret ‘cos of tomorrow

Worry and grow sad with sorrow;

And when my confidence doth fail

While fears and challenges prevail;

When I feel like a total wreck

Plunged deep in problems to my neck;

I muster courage and belief

Look heavenward to seek relief,

Speak in faith to the Lord my God

And soon abates the whelming flood.

When I keep the spirit aglow

And through storms my words to Him flow

He restores anew my treasure

Satisfying beyond measure.