Should every door begin to close
Except the door to Heaven/s throne
Into His heart I will abide
Nothing compares to knowing Christ.
If darkened days do fill my years
And bring me still more waves of tears
I’ll rest in knowing He is there
Faithful to my every care.
If I must walk a road alone
I’ll be at peace. He is my home.
And joy will still bring precious praise
To daily capture His dear gaze.
For when my closet door is closed
All the pains of past windows
Are all but counted as a loss
For precious is the Savior’s cross.
Philippians 3:8
Indeed, I count everything as loss because of the surpassing worth of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord. For his sake I have suffered the loss of all things and count them as rubbish, in order that I may gain Christ.
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