Hated by all because of ‘My name’.


Yes, we more than overcome

In every trial and strain

For in the strife is when we run

To Him who knows our pain

I push into my God at night

I hide in Him all day

No matter what entails the fight

He is my hope and stay

Even though the wolves may prowl

To seek their prey fair game

Even though such hate does growl

Because we wear His Name

No matter if I’m cast away

And find myself alone

No matter what they all may say

To Christ I’m running home

For I can hide beneath His throne

At any time of need

And there He’ll take me as His own

My hand in His to lead

And so the fire and trials below

They push me higher still

Increasing though the battle grows

It is His perfect will

So my heart of trust it sees

My God amidst the pain

And overcome on wings so free

The weight of glory gains

By Lisa Lawlor