by Kristin Baker Przybyla
When I was little, my overactive imagination often meant a lot of sleepless nights for me. I'd lie awake in bed long after midnight, with my head under the covers, terrified of whatever might be lurking under my mattress or in the closet. When I was 10 or so, I learned that reciting the words of a certain hymn comforted me and allowed me to fall asleep without fear.
I know that my Redeemer lives.
What comfort this sweet sentence gives!
He lives, He lives who once was dead.
He lives, my ever living Head.
Now, when worries and fears of a different sort keep me awake at night, I've rediscovered the words to this wonderful song. Thank you, Samuel Medley, for writing such a sweet hymn to remind us that no matter what our struggles are, our Savior is there to comfort and guide us.
He lives to silence all my fears.
He lives to wipe away my tears.
He lives to calm my troubled heart.
He lives all blessings to impart.