“I am complete in Christ; I am without a care.”
NOT a care is hovering o’er me,
Not a shade is on my brow;
For my soul is stayed on Jesus,
And my trust is in Him now.
Yes, sweet Saviour, Thou art with me,
And I revel in Thy love;
For I know, “complete in Thee,” Lord,
I shall dwell with Thee above.
Many dear ones I am leaving;
Yes, I part “without a care;”
For I pray—while they are grieving—
They, they all, Thy grace may share.
That with me, in yonder glory,
They may see Thee face to face;
And with multitudes adore Thee,
For Thy free and wondrous grace.
“Not a care” is hovering o’er me,
For I am “complete in Thee;”
Soon I’ll sing the rapturous story
Of Thy matchless love to me.
G. D.