A few days ago, when I was praying without words, I “saw” these verses. It took only a few minutes to make some notes, but the rest of the day to put them into words.
The Father loves his Son and has put everything into his hands (John 3:35; NLT).
Into your hands
I commend my pleasures,
Ending my time here on earth.
Into your hands
I consign my darkness,
Leaving the land of my birth.
Into your hands
I entrust my anguish,
Setting my life here aside.
Into your hands
I commit my spirit,
Jesus, my Saviour and Guide.
Jesus called out with a loud voice, “Father, into your hands I commit my spirit.” When he had said this, he breathed his last (Luke 23:46; NIV).
The LORD will guide you always (Isaiah 58:11; NIV).
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me (Psalm 23:4; KJV).