Our God is good to his children,
To those who have been set apart.
But when I thought of wicked men
Then doubts arose within my heart.
They prosper in the things they love.
And decorate themselves with pride.
They mock the God who dwells above
And from His knowledge think they hide.
Have I kept my heart pure in vain?
I, with this question, did contend.
Then I came to Your house again
And in that moment saw their end.
My mind was slow to understand.
Senseless and dumb, by fears oppressed.
Hold me again with Your right hand
Until you bring me to Your rest.
Now who have I in heaven but You?
What more on earth could I desire?
Draw near to me, and fill my view,
So I may burn with holy fire.
James Hughes (January 2015)
Tune - Deep Harmony - Handel Parker (1854 - 1928) or Iain by James Hughes