Lasting Providence

Your true and lasting providence
     Guides us along our way,
For nothing’s simply happenstance
     As You remold our clay.

From our conception we are Yours
     To mold through Your Son’s hand
Who warns of Satan’s spiteful lures
     Whose promises seem grand.

And as we go our past we see
     Is bathed in saving light,
As to Your Son we bend our knee
     Whose hand will make all right.

When our walk on Your earth is done
     And we step through death’s door,
We’ll find on earth we’ve just begun
     Our life that’s evermore.