Pressing on into the 71st Year

Here I am at a mere seventy Saved from the pull of sin’s gravity By that blood that cannot be conquered. Time has no power to conquer; Eternity is in His hands, And He has me in His grip No matter if a I fall or trip. The Savior is invincible; No sin can conquer Him. Death has lost its power Over every minute and hour. How good to be in His control; He can save any wicked soul. Onward then, to the very end, We move on His command As He leads and guides. And no one hides Whom He has in His plan; Steadfast in Him we stand.

0947 on 29 July, 2022