Don Fortner


Though troubled much by inward sin,

And trials we endure,

Though Satan roars against our souls,

God's elect are secure.



Not one of all the chosen race,

Believing on God's Son,

Redeemed by blood and called by grace,

Shall fail to reach His throne.


Chosen by grace, we cannot fail

To reach our destined end;

Christ will not lose His ransomed ones,

He holds us in His hand.


Though oft we fall, God will not charge

His own elect with sin;

But He will raise us up by grace,

To walk with Him again.


Christ Jesus intercedes above,

With all-prevailing pow'r:

He rules all things for those He loves,

And keeps us by His pow'r.


(Tune: My Faith Has Found a Resting Place)

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