Trudging high mountains to the valleys, dark below,
Where breath grows thin and courage flees to cold,
Draw warmly then to our sweet Lord, beware to lose Him not,
Grasp that hand with sure faith!
He will loosen life’s Gordian knots.
+ A Special Note of Thanks to Susan Irene Fox for including this poem in her post “Fruit of the Spirit: Faithfulness” published today, March 28, 2014 on Susan Irene Fox (http://www.susanirenefox.com) and Mind’s Seat (http://www.marmarthunder.wordpress.com).