The next time you want to ask God for patience, change your request to a prayer of assurance: "God is [my] refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble." Psalm 46:1 This assurance from the Lord ought to take care of all of our fears and problems. He will enable you to continue with renewed strength and confidence.
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What Shall I Do?
“During a pastorate in Lebanon, PA, there was a woman to whom God permitted many visitations of sorrow and affliction. Coming to her home one day, I found her much discouraged. She unburdened her heart, concluding with the question, ‘Brother Hoffman, what shall I do? What shall I do?’ I quoted from the Word, then added, ‘You cannot do better than to take all of your sorrows to Jesus. You must tell Jesus.’
“For a moment she seemed lost in mediation. Then her eyes lighted as she exclaimed, ‘Yes, I must tell Jesus.’
“As I left her home I had a vision of that joy-illuminated face . . . and I heard all along my pathway the echo, ‘I must tell Jesus . . . I must tell Jesus.’
“Pastor Hoffman quickly wrote the words and soon completed
the music as well.” Amazing Grace, Kenneth W. Osbeck, March 18
You know the words:
“I must tell Jesus all of my trials; I cannot bear these burdens alone: In my distress He kindly will help me; He ever loves and cares for His own."
Chorus:
“I must tell Jesus! I must tell Jesus! I cannot bear my burdens alone; I must tell Jesus! I must tell Jesus! Jesus can help me, Jesus alone.”
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