Through his eyes

When my flesh fails

And the smile on my face pales

When I walk perilous trails

And life feels like rocky sails

I look on those piercing nails

Which heard the Savior’s wails

When my passions haunt

When my dear ones taunt

When I feel despondent

I look at the omnipotent

And hope doesn’t disappoint

I will not believe the lies

I’ll see me through his eyes

Who’s the painter of the skies

To my teasers, I’ll be nice

I want to win the price