A Christian Counselor

Hold Me Tight, Dear JESUS !


from a painting by Danny Hahlbohm


When storms of life are raging
and doubt reaches my way,
remind me of Your Love, Lord,
to keep my fears at bay.
When all I see is failure
and mountains, hard to climb,
just whisper in my ear, O Lord,
that You are still sublime.

This life may disappoint me
and so may people too.
Lord, show me Your faithfullness
and keep me true to You.
When tears do fill my eyes, Lord,
and I'm seemingly blind,
walk with me, Precious Jesus,
and ease my tired mind.

Take me by the hand, Lord,
when roads are washing out.
Provide me with protection
and� keep me from all rout.
When I'm getting real tired
from struggling day and night,
hold me tight, dear Jesus,
Please, be my guiding LIGHT.

* * * * * * *

Psalm 107:29... He calms the storm, so that its waves are quiet.
Psalm 89:9...You rule the raging of the sea; when its waves rise, You still them.


We cannot bear the pain
what others may put us thru
We better focus on Jesus Christ
no matter what we do

For He alone can carry us
through the valley of despair
As we surrender our all to Him
and let Him pay the fare

Where would we even go
with our hurts and broken heart
Than to flee to Him alone
Who knows us from the start

He'll soothe our aches and pains
and walks with us all the way
We only have to make sure
that we'll trust Him and obey.

* * * * * * *

1 Peter 5:7...Casting all your care upon Him, for He cares for you.
Psalm 94:19...In the multitude of my anxieties within me, Your comforts delight my soul.



You glance at the waters, while beholding the sea,
you long for that which is far beyond you and me.
Brooks and deep wells are established by His Hand,
so is your soul, which He restored and did mend.
He is your Father.......you cannot comprehend.

You look at the hills and wonder what is beyond.
Could it be a valley, some green pasture and a pond ?
You reflect on your past and now you understand,
at these mountains you see an outstretched hand.
It is your Father's.......from heaven sent.

You observe the sky and its ever moving clouds
they remind you of past days with its depressing bouts.
But one thing you can expect, and you know that for sure,
the sun will come shining through and its light will mature
because of your Father.......you can endure.

* * * * * * *

Psalm 121:1,2... I will lift up my eyes to the hills - from whence comes my help? My help comes from the Lord, Who made heaven and earth.


Let your song go far beyond its reach
and its music vibrate the air
May its echo be heard on the earth
while the heavens HIM declare
Allow your tears of joy to flow
for He has made you free
from sin and satan's grip
to praise His name with glee

* * * * * * *

Psalm 33:3...Sing to Him a new song; play skilfully with a shout of joy.

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