A Mist in the Wind

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by Robert Funderburk

The Love of God is my hope, my sanctuary
His tender mercies blot out all my sin
In God alone is my trust, for he does carry
My fears without and all the doubts within

This world is a place of deepest darkness
But there’s a land that is brightened by the Lamb
His angels will guide me on my journey
To my Father, my King, the Great I AM

Be not in love with this world, it’s fairest treasures
Will pass away as a mist in the wind
Just keep your eyes on the face of our Redeemer
Until that day from the clouds He’ll descend


About the Writer

Born by coal oil lamplight in a farmhouse near Liberty, Mississippi, graduated from Louisiana State University in 1965, served as SSgt in USAFR from 1965–1971. Robert is now living with his wife, Barbara, enjoying the peace of their home on fifty acres of wilderness in Olive Branch, Louisiana.


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