Soul, these thoughts
them wayward bind,
Foundation sure
in Christ come find.
Your shaken heart:
‘tis anchored not;
It comes and goes:
'tis eas’ly bought.
In good, you joy;
and weep in bad.
Why not, through all,
in Christ be glad?
In fair, sing well
in dark, draw near;
In Him you’ll find
your path is clear.
- J. P. Antonios