For the things this world is
asking, I just can’t afford,
Days run swift; the times are
harsh demanding much of me,
In a path where I must trod, a
road I cannot see;
Tis then I turn to Jesus with
eyes of pain and plea,
Lord Jesus in this hour,
please, remember me.
I turn my heart to Jesus; His
love is ever near,
When all around me glistens
with emptiness and drear,
My heart cries out in
helplessness, since I am so lost,
For life’s taken a dismal
course with demanding cost,
Tis then I turn to Jesus with
heart all worn and weak
Lord Jesus in this hour,
please, this sinner seek.
I turn my ears to Jesus; His
word is ever true,
When deceit and folly come in
the old and the new,
And deafen me with their words
that cripple and deny
Given promises of God, in
failure as I try,
Tis then I turn to Jesus, with
all the fears I feel,
Lord Jesus in this hour,
please, my deaf ears heal.
I turn my mind to Jesus; His
works in me to know,
For the enemies of life will
use me as their show,
I can’t fight their powers
that are daily in my face,
Pointing out my empty life of
non-receiving grace,
Tis then I turn to Jesus in
utter agony,
Lord Jesus in this hour, You
have remembered me.
Amen!
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