SANCTUARY

Bit by bit, and day by day
Each fault and folly falls away;
In every trial so to honor the King
Who with his blood paid for... everything.

Here I am, O Master mine
Let me neither flail nor whine;
Thy perfect love doth carry me

By mercy and truth thy Spirit leads.


Ever so fragile~ so silly, so small
Yet Christ in me doth conquer all
So I take that cup: the Lord's blood, his tears
(Behold storms and dogs, a-gathering near.)


Bit by bit, and day by day

Thou art my light; thou art my stay.
O taste the glorious rain! I'm a-falling down~
For the love of Jesus: my joy, my crown.

(~sister Abby Elizabeth)