MY PRESENT HELP

Whatever ills I might face
The Lord is my dwelling place,
When troubles threaten distress
He is my Rock and Fortress,
When temptations seek to devour
His name is my Strong Tower,
When sorrows bring their sting
I am sheltered under His Wings,
When stroms thunder their fright
To His Refuge I make my flight,
When Satan my soul would injure,
In His Hands I am held secure,
Fear not whatever comes my way
He is my Present Help from day to day.
drd