Insomnia II

If wander my vision away from the cross,
I am lost.
If ever my gaze tear away from the Son,
I am done.
If Jesus should exit the frame of my view,
I am through.

He listens and answers his little one’s prayers,
For he cares.
Bestowing each blessing the lovingest would,
He is good.
Whatever I need to remain at his side,
He’ll provide.

For ev’ry temptation that flies in my face,
He has grace.
If discipline’s needed to teach me to live,
He will give.
In every trial he calls me to share,
He is there.

To the wisdom that orders my life here and now
I will bow.
To the glory that waits where my Savior has gone
I press on.
To the throne of the Father and Spirit and Son
I will run.

—11/30/25

You can tell insomnia's got me tweaking because I'm thinking in dactyls and anapaests here.