As I Grow

The Lord is my light, worthy of my praise.

He is my salvation, whom shall I fear?

His holy mountain has become my life;

He is my stronghold, I will fear no man.


Even as the wicked advance against me;

I’ll remember that His love has set me free.

See how my Lord’s enemies stumble and fall;

Though armies’ attacks my heart does not fear.


Great and true are the promises of my Lord.

Rich blessings He pours out on this sinner.

My mind can not grasp what He would do

Or He would bestow on a child He called His own.


The one thing I now ask from the Lord:

That I may serve Him all the days of my life.

What wondrous joy would fill my heart?

What gladness and praise my songs convey.


The mighty King of King from Zion reigns;

I seek Him in His temple, visit His throne.

In the days when trials and trouble come,

He will keep me safe in His loving care.


By His hand He sets me high upon a rock,

He is my refuge from ravages of life’s storms.

As my enemies come seeking to devour me,

Trembling seizes them as your might is revealed.


These things of which I speak; I know.

Those great blessings to me, He did bestow.

Every thing I now have, to Him I owe.

So I will trust in Him even more as I grow.


Carl A. Gooch ~ 18 December 2012