Leaning on the everlasting arms; someone to lean on, to carry on, “OUR” Father You have carried us. You are a touch of Heaven in these “earth suits.”
Holy smoke, we get it, a new name written down in glory. “BE”ing “Hallowed” is a sure thing when we have You to lean on. You raise us up to do Your good pleasure. You will completed in us.
We have Your Word on it. It is as sure as “OUR” daily bread, never having gone a day hungry. Look at us now, fat and sassy. Forgiven, given all we owe laid out on the Altar of love, a never ending debt of love.
Lead us to lean on Jesus, to carry us through dark valleys of the shadow of death. Deliver us from the evil one. It’s even at the foot of the cross where we’re all sinners leaning on Your grace. We are only one race where you made us to “BE”.
Your power to free us gives You glory, everlasting glory!