Where shall I turn but to thee

a poem by R.A. Jacob

Where shall I turn but to thee, 

Where shall I look but to thee, 

In all years in thy life assurance, I found,

You are my success, my strengths, and crown.  

All the years of thy providence,

Should make me realise,

His grace shall not tarry,

Even if circumstances try.

Thank you for what you have given,

Thank you for all I received,

The future must always be bright,

When you, my lord are beside.