Tight knots in my neck

Heavy weight upon my chest

Worry, strain, fear of unknown

Time slips away with work undone.

O my soul! What makes you fear?

Leaving my feeble heart squeezed with care

Mind in endless cycling thoughts

A swirling mist in which I’m lost.

Look above where hope is found

The mountain top no cloud can shroud

Is there a valley through which I wander

Whose shadows Grace cannot pierce asunder?

Though my flesh quickly faints

In my weakness is found His strength

Upon eagle’s wings my burdens lift

Into Jesus’ hands my troubles rest.