What great joy I give Him, He who I honor and praise:

He whose love and kindness I always expect.

He alone is worthy of this trust to my dying days.

Worries, doubts and fears my life is not without.

Sins, temptations and guilt's run rampant all about.

Sadness, loneliness, times without a friend.

His peace of mind, direction and wisdom comes without end.

Insecurities, inabilities and impatience creeps in with no surprise.

With problems of reputation I come to Him to hide.

Disasters, sickness and death, with all these I trust in Him without regrets.

Frustrated with persecution and grieving for an answer to my prayers.

Hope for help from above do I dare?

When sorrow comes with grief and tears, in Him all my hopes are raised.

What great joy I give Him, He who I honor and praise!

I AM MY FATHERS JOY

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We give our Heavenly Father so much joy when we trust Him with

EVERYTHING!

Written by Alex Billiot 1999