Oh God be glorified in our Trusting

This is a poem Phil wrote for Sunday's sermon entitled: Trusting Christ

When all around the ground is scorched and dry,
     When my foe brings me low, saying: “Prepare to die!”
Oh God of my Salvation, hear my humble cry!
     Lift my broken spirit and cause my soul to fly!

Our hope and strength are not in muscles and might,
     We do not stoop; returning hate for hate and spite for spite.
For our home is Heaven, Christ has improved our sight,
     In HIM we hope, for we know HE is Victorious in the fight.

On Christ and Christ alone do we fling our entire trust!
     He is eternal, apart from Him our lives are merely dust,
Tossed to and fro when the wind of this world blows a single gust.
     Our only hope is in Him who is wholly gracious and wholly Just!

Oh Lord, be merciful and free us from this muck and mire.
     May You and Your glory be our hearts’ one burning desire.
God we know You can do it!  Take us up and take us higher;
     Christ Jesus, do not relent until You send Your Revival fire!

May our every prayer be:
     Burn Your Holy fire in me,
Until the only thing I see
     Is Your Righteousness reigning free!

That every spot and every stain
     Might be washed by the LAMB once slain,
And only Your perfect love there remains.
     Oh Great God, Glorify Thy Holy Name!