Facing battles yet we stand
Never wavering,despite the storms that rage
Tossed and turned yet we command
Toil and troubles to abate with age.
Though shadows fall and doubts arise,
We lift our eyes to skies of grace.
His guiding light will never die
In every trial, we find His face.
He will fight our battle and win the war
Never leave us because of His love,
Deliver us no matter how far we go
Prepare a place for us in His home above.
MARYANN BOSAH 