Faith, Not Fear

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Why do I feel so anxious when

Joy appears well in hand?

Why do I walk each mountain peak

As if it were quicksand?

 

I have to learn to take in faith

The ups and downs of life,

And not let my joy be tainted

By worries of new strife.

 

I have to know that, come what may,

Each day will slip on by,

And some of them will bring laughter,

While others make me cry.

 

I cannot live on mountain tops

Without walking the vale,

Even salvation did not come

Without brutal travail.

 

But I can treasure each day’s gift,

Whether valley or peak.

And I will walk in faith, not fear,

For it is Him I seek.

 

2 Timothy 1:7

for God gave us a spirit not of fear but of power and love and self-control.