‘Twas a week of pains and gains
Blessed assurance kept me afloat
Through the long, long days, I praise Him
The sun rose and set, beautifully
His majesty streamed overhead
Leaning hard on His strength
Praying myself forward
There is nothing behind me to glance at
At least nothing I desire to see
He holds my hand, we walk in sync
Ever grateful, knowing He loves me