ONE FINE WORD
Have you got troubles tonight
So many worries and woes
More trials and temptations
Than can be counted
On all your fingers and toes
O where is that balm of Gilead
Is there any oil left
For those downtrodden
Disheartened and bereft
There must be some oil available
To heal our hearts and souls
To stand on that solid rock
Far above the sinking sand
That needed oil
That soothing balm
May be found
In one gracious word
Jesus
Take hold and hold on
For your redemption
Draweth nigh
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