Return now to your rest, my weary soul,
Older than you ought to be, it’s seeming:
I know you feel right now there is a hole,
That there’s evil all around you teeming,
Yet one who’s mighty promises great things,
Turning nightmares into peaceful dreaming.
So listen to how beautiful Hope sings!
Listen to the voice so shy and quiet,
Yet promises it sings are as gold rings,
When discouragement intrudes, defy it.

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Philippians 4:6-7  Be anxious for nothing; but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God. And the peace of God, which passes all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.