By Katherine Baker
Like a sheep, wandering, hopeless, Lord, I walk through the valley;
Such a wayward child, going the wrong way.
Like a shepherd, You search for me despite my failings;
Like a father, You’re ever near me every day.
On my knees, Lord, I’m falling. I know I am too weak;
Satan tempts me, surrounds me, and I can’t hold on.
But with You I have power. Lord, with You I’m the victor.
I may be weak, O Lord, but I know You are strong.
Only You can protect me from the schemes of the devil.
But they seem ever stronger as the years go by.
But I know You are sovereign and Your will surpasses his.
He may say he’s the victor, but I know he lies.
May I praise You forever! You alone, Lord, are holy.
May I shout out for joy, even though billows roll.
And though Satan seems stronger, he cannot be much longer.
In the end, You will win, Lord. You are in control.
Katherine Baker loves to express the many thoughts and emotions she feels each day in the form of art. From music to poetry to stories to (depressingly amateur) drawing, she is always bubbling with an overflow of God-given imagination that she desires to share with everyone she meets. An overambitious free-spirit, she is always juggling her big ideas and her busy life. She will profess that every good thing she creates is not her own, but only possible through the finished work of her Savior, Jesus Christ.