Soul food.

Here I am, back again promoting Kingdom Poets. Found an especially good one today by John Newton.

Why should I fear the darkest hour

Why should I fear the darkest hour,

Or tremble at the tempter's power?

Jesus vouchsafes to be my tower.

Though hot the fight, why quit the field?

Why must I either fly or yield,

Since Jesus is my mighty shield?

When creature comforts fade and die,

Worldlings may weep, but why should I?

Jesus still lives, and still is nigh.

Though all the flocks and herds were dead,

My soul a famine need not dread,

Jesus is my living bread.

I know not what may soon betide,

Or how my wants shall be supplied;

But Jesus knows, and will provide.

Though sin would fill me with distress,

The throne of grace I dare address,

For Jesus is my righteousness.

Though faint my prayers and cold my love,

My steadfast hope shall not remove,

While Jesus intercedes above.

Against me earth and hell combine;

But on my side is power divine;

Jesus is all, and He is mine!

The third and fifth stanzas made my heart swell as the truth of them resounded in me. And "Jesus is all, and He is mine!" Yes!