WORDS OF COMFORT
A Poem by Martin Luther
Feelings come and feelings go
And feelings are deceiving
My warrant is the Word of God
Naught else is worth believing.
Though all my heart should feel condemned
For want of some sweet token
There is one greater than my heart
Whose word cannot be broken.
I’ll trust in God’s unchanging word
Till soul and body sever
For though all things shall pass away
His word shall stand forever!