WHY ME, LORD? Leona I. Miller
I keep busy through the daytime hours, Trying hard, to live by God's Holy Word; Trials and burdens, somehow, come, It's then, I tend to ask, "Why me, Lord?"
The mountain is difficult for me to climb, But, I'll climb and Obey God's Word; He Promised to never leave me, So, why do I ask, "Why me, Lord?"
His Word is a lamp unto my feet, Sharper than any two-edged sword; It is a light unto my path, and so, I must not question, "Why me, Lord?"
God will not give more than I can bear, I must keep my Faith strong in His Word; Jesus endured shame, pain, suffering and death, I must no longer ask, "Why me, Lord?"
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