Lean Hard

 Whenever trying times tend to overwhelm me I learn to Lean Hard!

..........And joy in His wondrous  Gifts.

This tree of Life blossoms at my sister's place on Lake Mindemoya.

Lean Hard

Child of My love, lean hard,

And let me feel the pressure of thy care;

I know thy burden child,

I shaped it.

Poised it in Mine own hand, made no proportion

In it’s weight to thy unaided strength;

For even as I laid it on, I said:

“I shall be near, and while you lean on Me,

This burden shall be Mine not yours;”

So shall I keep My child within the

Circling arms of My love.

Here lay it down, nor fear

To impose it on a shoulder which upholds

The government of the worlds.

Yet closer come;

Thou art not near enough,

I would embrace thy care

So I might feel My child reposing on My breast.

Thou lovest me?

I knew it. Doubt not then;

But

Loving Me,

Lean hard.

 From an insert in an old Bible of my Dad’s from bible college days I think circa 1945

Cast thy burden upon the Lord and He shall sustain thee” (Psalm 55:22).
“Casting all your care upon Him; for He careth for you” (1 Peter 5:7).

The original piece was written by Octavious Winslow (1808-1878)

in “Christ’s Sympathy To weary Pilgrims”.