From His Throne
By Dr Marilyn Bouniu
The flesh so groans
From the heat and pain
As it toils on
Through the bumpy lane
And though the soul
Feels so burdened
Let not the soul
Become hardened
Let the spirit spring forth
As a great fountain
And the flesh be clothed
With strength of mountains
As you place your faith
Upon God's Word
You'll see His Grace
Come straight toward
Not left alone
To face the war
But from His Throne
You'll make the score
