Time To Worry
It is time for me to worry when worry fills his face
It is time for me to hurry when his stores run low on grace
It is time for me to wring my hands and wipe my worried brow
When Jesus is no longer King, and fails to keep his vow.
That day will never come when the Father and the Son
the Spirit three in one, see their purposes undone.
I am safe and ever sure, He who saves now also keeps
helps to every trial endure, for he never slumbers never sleeps.