The years have turned to decades;
The decades, to scores.
Age can bind the body
But still love’s spirit soars.
I’ve loved Him since I was but a child.
He’s my friend when the storms are wild.
When forsaken by others, He’s at my side.
When troubled by choices, He’s been my guide.
In sorrow, He’s my comfort;
In panic, He’s my calm;
In confusion, He’s my anchor;
In illness, He’s my balm.
He makes me holy, pays my debt
Forgives my sins, and better yet –
I’ve been declared righteous because of His blood
He fights my battles, and gives me His love.
He’s my God, my Savior,
my Life, Light, and Love!
Nay! I’ll not mourn the passing years
that lead me to Him above.