God Is With Me! Let me tell you something of my friend, And as I do, perhaps all of you will recognize The value of my prize. For all my worldly wealth, My physical and mental health, In storm or weather fair Depends upon His care. I've learned each day, to choose the way, To loose my fears, And though troubles press, With sore distress upon my soul, I know somehow that He is with me now And will be through the passing years. Yes - He is with me Even though in thought I've often caught myself So far away from Him- And even though I sometimes join the race- Away from his Amazing Grace, I always turn around to find He's there, Behind my fleeing foot, To put His hand upon my heart To draw me back To live with Him - Apart. He is with me, Especially when my other friends misunderstand The methods that I use, Or when they refuse to see That He and I are friends, Working silently to make 'not' brake the strongholds of the faith. H