Called, held, and kept cby Godh
A testimony of Chika Lawson Chuku
When God calls you into relationship with
Himself, He will not only hold you, He will also keep you
safe and secured in His hands so that nothing in all the
world can snatch you out of His hands.
I was born in a family where Church going was a Traditions,
and even where Uncles were full time pastors or ministers
of the gospel. So, from my childhood I followed that long
time tradition even considered myself a Christiancfor I
attended both primary and secondary or high School which
had Christian curriculumn and enforced strict Christian
discipline. In my high School, I lived in the boarding
house or hostel located on the campus where morning and
evening devotions with Bible reading, singing hymns and
prayers were made compulsory for all students. I even began
to sing with our church Choir from the age of 12; and knew
the difference between being born- again and a mere nominal
Christianity, but I was stubborn, rebellious and resisted
God. I got a job after high School and found comfort in
wild leaving, committing different kinds of sin, often
ignoring the advice of my parents, yet still regarding
myself a Christian.
I left Nigeria for a university Education in India in
1982, and after a successful first year, I felt I was invincible
and convinced myself that I had always been a good student.
But pride goes before destruction, a haughty spirit before
a fall (proverbs 16:18). I neglected my studies and plunged
myself into soccer, a long time passion. I played for the
University and also represented the University at gAll
India University Gamesh. I also played for Soccer clubs
outside the Campus and within one year won many awards
including gSports Man of the Yearh award I was very happy
when my photograph appeared on the end of year almanac.
I had many fans who urged me to get into studentsf politics
because of my popularity and I did. Being a second year
Science Student, my practical laboratory work was suffering
because any time we camped out for several weeks in preparation
for a major tournament or traveled out to play the tournament
in question, I missed my practical laboratory classes,
and often came back borrowing gpractical note bookh from
my friends to copy the different gExperimentsh that I never
studied or did. And then the final examinations camecfirst,
the eChemistry practical Examinationf in which the apparatus
for different Experiments were set up in the laboratory
and each Experiment indicated on a folded piece of paper.
Then we (students) were called in and were asked to pick
and perform the different Experiments indicated in the
respective folded piece of paper. But unfortunately, I
picked up the Experiment which was studied while I was
away playing soccer c representing the University. I did
badly in that practical Examination and failed my second
year Examinations in the University. And this was the turning
point in my life. My pride was hurt because all along I
had thought that I was a good student and had boasted before
my friends that whether or not I studied I was going to
pass my examinations. But I was wrong; and instead of accepting
responsibility for my failure, I instead blamed it on the
University for their Lack of support and special privilege
to sportfs men and women. Then I decided to transfer to
another University to repeat the subjects .And before I
went there, I made three resolutions: that I will never
play soccer again; that I will never participate in studentsf
politics again or do anything that would make me popular;
and lastly that I will never go to the Church again because
God did not help me pass my examinations.
My father on hearing of my failure was very disappointed
and angry. Because he had on numerous occasions warned
me to stop playing soccer, stressing that education will
benefit me the rest of my life while professional career
in soccer if successful will end at about 35 years of age.
Then he demonstrated his anger by sending me money with
cheque without a letter. And before this time I already
had a cheque in the bank which had not been cashed so that
I had limited amount of cash as I was going into the new
University in the new city. And even that amount was also
stolen in the train and I had nothing on my arrival.
A Nigerian student in that city accommodated me as I waited
to cash the two cheques. Usually it took 45 days to cash
a Cheque but this time the first cheque was going almost
90 days. While in that confusion and emotional stress,
I decided to break my resolution to go back again to Church.
And I did that because my room mate was always out on Sunday
as he got involved with a cult, namely gTheosophical societyhcone
of these New Age groups. And since I did not like to be
involved with any cult, I felt that going to the Church,
singing the hymns(since I loved singing traditional Christian
Hymns) will help me overcome some emotional stress instead
of staying at home very lonely. But that was the turning
point in my life. After the Church, the Pastor Rev. Kuruvilla
Chandhi-one of the finest preachers I have ever listened
to came to talk with me, and without a doubt, he knew that
I was seeking for something inside.Then he introduced me
to an Indian missionary who invited me to the weekly bible
studies and fellowship which I refused to go. But he gave
me his home address and told me to call on him if I needed
help in anyway. And because of this warm reception, I was
encouraged to go back to the Church to worship again still
seeking for inner peace in the midst of the worst crisis
in my life at the time. I was young, studying in a foreign
land, I was without money because my two cheques were still
not cashed in the bank, and as at that time, I had no one
to run to as I found myself in difficulty without my parent
for the first time. But God is so gracious gcHe whose eye
is on the Sparrowhc was watching over me.God was indeed
watching over me.
This missionary couple began to pray for me and also invited
me to their home. Then one day I decided to visit their
home because I needed help from them to look for an apartment
for rent. They welcomed me warmly and before I left, they
wanted me to read John chapter 15 and to explain the passage,
but I could not explain the passage properly and instead,
I began to argue. Any way, a verse struck me strongly as
I was leaving their home that night. gIf you remain in
me and my words remain in you, you can ask whatever you
wish, and it will be given youh (John 15:7) And as I went
home I began to ask myself so many questionscwhy do I have
many problems? Why is my life miserable and empty? what
is the meaning and purpose of life?, Maybe if I trust in
Jesus and remain in Him, He will solve my every problem
and meet my every need. As I thought about this passage,
something was happening to my life gradually.
Then, this same couple invited me to a week-end Christian
retreat and camping being held about 15 minutes on foot
from where I was living. I was very reluctant to go for
the meeting partly because I had not the money for the
registration, but somehow, I decided to go for the meeting
from home every morning for three days. And at the last
day of the meeting, people were giving testimony of how
they benefited spiritually from the meeting; others about
what the Lord is doing in their lives on day to day bases.
One said of how he fasted and prayed over some problems
and how the Lord heard his prayers. Then I thought if I
also fast and pray, He will also hear my prayers. Many
others gave different testimonies, and when it came to
my turn, people were expecting me to confess Christ, but
I simply said that I enjoyed the retreat.
And about one week after the retreat, just about 8:00PM
I began to suffer a terrible abdominal pain. And I had
no cash or money to go to the drug store to buy the medications
or even to consult any Clinic, and even if I had, it
was late already for most Clinics were already closed.
Then not knowing what to do, I remembered that people
shared testimony of how God answered their prayers. So
I felt that if I also pray, maybe He will answer my prayers
and heal me. And I did not want to do this in the presence
of my room mate because he was already laughing at me
and mocking that gceven if every body becomes a Christian,
you can never become one because of your life styleh.
Therefore, I took water in a glass cup went out of the
room, leaned on the gate and prayed. As I stretched forth
my right hand I said gGod if you heal me tonight I will
know that you exist and I will believe in you, and if
you do not heal me, then I will know that you do not
existhcI prayed like this because I did not really know
how to pray; and why I took water in a glass cup to pray,
I did not know because I could have simply prayed, and
God could have still heard my prayers, because the God
of the Bible is a prayer answering God.
Anyway, as I drank the water, my stomach became cool,
and the pain stopped instantly. I was very surprised and
somehow felt that the pain would return after few minutes
and for this reason, I refused to tell my friend as I did
not want him to laugh at me again if the pain returned,
so I sat quiet and waited for several minutes and the pain
never returned then I told my friend. He too was very surprised.
God thus proved that He exists. He also proved His faithfulness
in answering prayers. He knows our sufferings, He knows
our pains, and our sufferings and He will never leave or
forsake those who will put their trust in Him. Yet after
this wonderful demonstration of His power in my life, I
did not still receive Him. I was afraid I was going to
lose something by becoming a Christian, hence I broke my
MEETING JESUS CHRIST FACE TO FACE
By this time, I have become regular in Church attendance, so the Pastor invited
me to join the Choir being organized for a gChristmas Concerth. Members from
different Churches came together to form the Choir, hence it is named gEcumenical
Choirh. And because I loved singing, I was therefore very happy to join the
Choir. The Choir rehearsal was held in the evening once a week and I was provided
with a Music file which I carried home after every rehearsal.
One Night as I was returning home from the rehearsal with my music file, I
saw two human heads that emerged into two separate human beings. Then I immediately
identified the first one as the Satan. And the second one as the Lord Jesus
Christ. Then the Satan approached me and asked, gAre you a Christian? And my
answer wasc gYesh.
Because I felt that I was born in Christian family, was regularly attending
Church; and at the present was a member of the Choir. But When Christ approached
me, His eyes were penetrating inside my inner being, as though searching for
every secret and evil thought, and I felt completely naked before Him; I was
afraid and felt guilty for not accepting Him as my Lord and savior, at this
time I was already crying, so when He asked, gAre you really a Christian? I
replied truthfully, that I was not a Christian. Then the Satan came again to
deceive me, he toned down his voice and said, gYou were born in a Christian
family, you go to Church every Sunday, you must be a Christian, Isnft it? Then
again I was confused and I answered, gYes, I am a Christian.h But Jesus Christ
came again for the second time, and I was afraid and denied that I was not
a Christian. This incidence happened three times, and on the third time, Jesus
was very angry at my behavior, and he said to me, why are you so wavering and
stubborn? Why have you refused to accept me? He placed His hand on my neck,
bent it as if He wanted to give me a hard knock on the head, then told I Him
I was being deceived by Satan from accepting Him, I pleaded for His forgiveness,
and promised to accept him hence forth, Then He forgave me and then took the
Satan and tied him with a chain round a a big tree beside the small path in
that gMahanagar housing Schemeh in Lucknow City India.
Then He came to me and asked, gDo you know me? and I said gyes, you are Jesus
Christ, the son of God and the Bible said that we must worship God through
youh. Then He said where is it in the Bible? and I did not know where to find
it because I had not really read the Bible even though I was always attending
Church. Then I ran into the house to look for my Bible and began to look for
the passage, and when I could not find it I came out to ask him help me look
for it. But He was gone. Then I opened my eyes and realized that it was a dream.
I dashed out of my bed, searched for my Bible and found it very dusty, I continued
to cry as I knelt down to read and pray to receive Jesus Christ as my personal
Lord and Savior. And this was in November 1984 about 3:00AM.
But one of the things that surprised me most was that my sleeping dress was
wet with tears when I woke up from the dream. Then I thought this was not just
a mere dream , it was real, because I had never before found tears on my body
after I woke up from sleep after experiencing a night mire in which I cried.
This experience is unique but not more special than any
onefs own experience. God can choose to use any means to
bring one to Himself, For many have come to receive Jesus
Christ as their personal Lord and Savoir by going to Church
and by just hearing the Pastor preach, others by reading
a gChristian tract, some others by discussion with a witnessing
Christian, yet others by listening to a Christian or Television
programme . Every one of these means and experiences is
unique and they all point to God as the all loving, gracious,
forgiving, merciful and compassionate God, and bringing
Glory to Him.
A VESSEL BEING CLEASED TO BE USED
With the joy and the excitement of experiencing the LOVE
of God and knowing that all my sins have been paid for
by the sacrificial death of Jesus Christ on the CROSS,
I plunged myself into His service so that others may experience
His Love too. I was made the Secretary of the student group
in Lucknow city of cUNION OF EVANGELICAL STUDENTSf OF INDIA
? a nationwide Evangelical movement whose main task is
to bring the gospel to all the Universities campuses and
colleges in India.
I also started a Bible Study in my apartment with none
Christian classmates in attendance.( This apartment became
available in a Christian community exactly the time my
cheques were cashed in the bank, and there was money to
pay for it. God is so good).
That year God also blessed me in my college by giving
me the highest score in the faculty of Science gThe fear
of the Lord is the beginning of wisdomh
And in the final year just reading my books and serving
God, I finished with a good grade from the University.
MY JOURNEY TO THE PHILIPPINES.
Before I went to the Philippines to pursue my medical
career, I visited Nigeria for about 2 weeks and my parents
were very surprised at my new life in Jesus Christ. Having
realized that my Parents were deeply religious the same
as other members of my family, but lacked the born-again
experience, I began to pray for them. I started morning
devotion every morning 5:00 AM involving every member and
in which I Preached. And when I left for India then Philippines.
The morning devotion was continued by my father and soon
most members of my family became born-again Christians
including my father.
I arrived to the Philippines in the month of May 1987
to start my studies. This was very exciting for me in the
beginning. But just after my first year final examination,
I began to have eye problem, my vision was diminishing
and I thought that I needed an eye glass. So I consulted
some eye specialists and optometrists; and each one of
them prescribed an eye glass for me; so that I had three
or four eye glasses that did not improve my vision.
My vision got so bad that I could not see any picture
on the television screen. Then I consulted one of our professors
in the medical school both husband and wife (Drs. Evidente)
were E.E.N.T(Eye, Ear, Nose ,and Throat) Specialist, and
the wife is also a pathologists. They were the ones who
discovered that my problem was due to the inflammation
of the Optic nerve. The Optic nerve carry visual impulses
to bring about clear vision, but when it is diseased or
inflamed, visual impulses can not flow or be conducted
smoothly along the nerve, and vision will be diminished;
and if not treated in time, it can lead to blindness. The
name of the disease is called RETROBULBAR NEURITIS.
MIRACULOUS HEALING THAT SURPRISED EVEN THE DOCTORS.
The doctors (the husband and wife) began treatment immediately
with gSteroidh regarded by every Doctor as a miracle drug
because of the efficacy. By this time I could not read
any alphabet at all. I was almost blind because I could
hardly identify somebodyfs face unless he is within a short
distance from me. After about one month treatment with
Steroid along with other medications, there was no improvement.
The Doctors were worried that they could not continue with
steroid for a long time because it has a serious side effect.
In one of those consultations, they told me with difficulty
that they would stop the treatment because there was nothing
else they could do since they had given me the best treatment,
then I cried sorrowfully and pleaded with him to give me
one more week. As he looked away from me, he began to wipe
his eyes and then I realized that he was also crying. Then
they decided to give me only one more week of treatment,
and after that if there is no improvement, they will stop
treatment and consider me as partially blind.
I had been crying ever since I had the eye disease ; but
I cried more this time when I was told the news that I
did not want to hear. I was desperate, hopeless and lost
every sense of Living. I pictured myself as a young man
in the medical School with a bright future in front of
him. All my life, my dream was to be a medical doctor,
and it was the wishes of my parents too; and I had worked
hard for it too to get to this point. How I could lose
my dream and my career because of that one disease was
difficult for me to understand. I felt that it was better
for God to take my life than to keep me living. I had Christians
in different part of the world praying for me. My Christian
friends in India were also fasting and praying for me.
In one of our prayer meetings I told the group that I had
resigned to my condition, and even if God is not going
to heal me that I will still preach the gospel. They told
me to have faith and not to pray like that. I cried day
and night on my bed and my pillows soaked with tears just
desperate for healing.
JESUS SEES OUR EVERY TEAR AND HEARS OUR CRIES.
As I was nearing the end of the one week without any improvement from the medications,
I was desperate and terribly afraid. But just about two days before consulting
the doctors for their verdict, I saw a man who gave me an eye glass in my
dream and ask me to put it on, and I wore it and could see with it. I woke
up immediately, I went down to the front of our apartment to check if I could
see anything from a distance clearly but there seemed not to be any improvement.
But on the day of consultation, I could read what I could not read before.
My eyes have improved to the amazement of the Doctors. They were so overjoyed
for me and encouraged to continue the medication with a smaller dosage. And
the Lord healed me completely. Then they gave me an eye glass with which I
could see clearly. Glory be to God.
COMING TO JAPAN
My second year in the medical school had started, and
because of my eye problem, I had missed nearly half of
the first semester. Coupled with this, the Nigerian economy
had also depreciated so badly that the Government stopped
foreign Exchange remittance. So that all Nigerian students
abroad could no longer receive money from their parents
in Nigeria except through black market which was very expensive.
Because of this many of us studying in the Philippines
decided to come to Japan to work to sponsor our Education.
I also came to Japan and used that period to recover fully
before continuing with my second year in the medical School.
On my arrival to Japan in the month of September 1988,
I began to look for a church to worship. I went to Nihongo
Church in Kawaguchi, and the Pastor of the Church told
me of Tokyo Baptist Church in Shibuya. Fortunately, two
Nigerians in the same guest house had been there once;
so they brought me to the place.
On my second Sunday, I was going to the Shibuya Station
after worship service, as I walked faster and passed one
lady, following the Short-cut, I soon lost my way. But
somehow managed to retrace my way back to the Station.
Just in front of the station, I saw this lady again. We
greeted each other, and I told her if I knew that she was
going to the station, I should have followed her and would
not have lost my way. As she saw the gospel tracts in my
hand which I had collected from the Church for distribution
to None Christians, she immediately asked me , gdo you
know Him?h I answered gyes, I know Himh ; then I shared
my testimony of how I came to know Jesus Christ. She told
me it was wonderful; then I returned the question to her,
gcand do you know Him?h. And she equally shared her testimony,
and it was wonderful. We stood several hours in front of
the station talking and sharing our individual experiences
in the Lord. Then she took me to a restaurant and treated
me for a lunch, and from that day we became friends. That
beautiful and wonderful lady, a dedicated servant of God,
who loved Jesus Christ so much is Toshie Sasada san. Sister
Sasada is now a retired missionary after serving with the
Navigators for many years. I spent about two and half months,
and went back to the Philippines.
I visited Japan three times before my graduation from
the medical school; and each time I came back, Sister Toshie
Sasada was always there to help, providing me winter with
clothes for winter, and summer clothes for Summer; she
saw in me a young man struggling to be educated to have
a better future, and so she treated me as a mother would
treat her own baby. Some time she brought me a home made
cake to the Church, and said g I want you to taste this
cake because I know you must be missing food cooked by
She also nurtured me spiritually, every Sunday she gave
me bible passages to memorize, and supervised me to finish
a work-book on discipleship course. She took me out to
show me places, encouraged me and prayed for me committedly.
She continued to encouraged me, not only while in Japan,
but also while studying in the Philippines, and even sent
me a gift to use and celebrate my graduation in the medical
school. God used her to bless me so much, May God bless
and reward her too.
During my junior medical internship training programme
in the Hospital in the Philippines, God used me greatly
as some of my patients became Christians, then I realized
that God was leading me to serve Him with my profession.
Hence I began to pray to be a medical missionary.
THE FACTORY ACCIDENT THAT CHANGED ME
After my graduation from the Medical School, I was still indebted to the School.
And they would not release my diploma and credentials unless I paid all my
tuition fees owed to the School. Then, I decided to come to Japan again to
work and pay all my debts so that I could have the school send all my credentials
and diploma to me. Hoping that I could find a medical job here. I also got
married to a Japanese lady, so that even after the school in the Philippines
sent me all my credentials and diploma and I could not find a job with it because
I do not have Japanese license to practice medicine, I tried other decent jobs
but it was not possible because of language difficulty. Then I decided that
it would take a little working in the factory, plan very well to save a little
money, and leave Japan.
I was planning that we could leave for America on July
2001, but on January 30th 200I, I sustained a severe accident
in which I lost my four fingers from the new job that I
had done for only one and a half month. When the accident
happened, I cried because I knew how much I had suffered
in order to build a better life for the future, and to
be useful to God and to man with my profession. As I saw
my fingers and my bones crushed underneath the machine,
and with my remaining short fingers covered with blood.
Then I cried and ask God, you said you would never leave
me nor forsake me, now why have you abandoned me? cthis
was a cry of agony and desperation.
Then I was taken to the hospital, and while waiting in
the Emergency Room, I was still crying because the pain
was very severe and excruciation especially when the bones
were crushed. Just then I did not know where my strength
came from and instead of crying, I began to sing praise
songs, one of the nurses there (male) told other nurses
that that foreigner is now running crazy; and when I heard
him say that I called him to come nearer. And when he came
I asked him if he had heard of Jesus Christ . I told him
that I am a Christian and that Jesus was crucified on the
cross for the sins of the whole world. And during His crucifixion,
He was severely beaten and flogged, His back bled, He was
tired so much so that He could not walk or even carry His
own cross. And for each pound of the nail driven through
His flesh on His hands and feet, there was an agonizing
pain, and when the sins of the whole world was so heavy
upon Him, the son of God cried with a loud voice; gFather,
Father why have you forsaken meh and He bled and died .
I told the nurse that my pain is nothing to be compared
to His pain; and He did that for me. Now I appreciate what
He did for me on the cross; how much He loved me, and how
much I want to love Him too even now. My Japanese was not
good but I cared less except to pass the message. I hope
he understood, we became friendly anyway the rest of my
stay in the hospital.
GODfS NAME BEING GLORIFIED
Hence I began to rejoice even in my accident. And I began
to distribute bible and tracts in the whole hospitalc to
the Doctors, Nurses, patients and other staff as they were
brought to me by church members. And some patients also
prayed to receive Jesus Christ, others expressed interest
in Christianity. The church was praying for Me., and many
members including those I did not know who heard my story
were coming to see me. That was a turning point in my life.
The Lord caused me to rejoice because His strength is perfect
in our weaknesses. He also reminded me of His past faithfulness
so that even in my hopeless, desperate and anxious moments,
I had Peace and confidence knowing that somehow, He will
make a way out. And how he was going to give me back my
crushed fingers and restore me back to the medical profession
I did not know but somehow I kept believing and trusting
in His faithfulness and unfailing Love.
I underwent many surgeries about seven times both major
and minor. During my first toe to finger transplant (in
which one of my toes was taken from my leg to be inserted
on my hand so that I can use as a finger). Some fluid entered
my lungs and caused me Pneumonia, I was taken to another
hospital and placed in Intensive care Unit(ICU); in which
the doctors pronounced that my chances of living where
50-50, but I told my wife that I was not going to die.
Because of this, there was a complication with the transplant
, and it nearly would not have survived, but it did, praise
Just before my second toe to finger transplant, my wife
abandoned the marriage and left. Once again I felt abandoned
anxious and hopeless; experiencing not only Physical pain
but also emotional pain, so that on the day of the SURGERY
(although brother Kenneth Kanu came later), I was alone
as I was being taken to the Operation Room. Again, I would
be placed under general anesthesia, I was afraid . And
psalms 23:4 gEven though I walk through the valley of the
Shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with
me, your rod and your staff they comfort me.h However,
this surgery became successful, and the healing was fast.
My treatment in the hospital lasted for about one year
and ten months. Now I have four toes on each leg, and straight
and stiff fingers; but I am grateful to God that I can
function a little better than I expected with my fingers.
God is so good.
RESTORATION TO MEDICAL PRACTICE.
During my accident I tried to learn how to read and write
Nihongo, so that I could get a better job; therefore after
my healing, I searched for jobs but no success. Then I
began to apply to work in Hong Kong University- medical
department but the Lord did not want me to go there even
after applying and getting the Visa. The Lord knew that
I did not want Medical research. All my life I wanted to
work in the clinics so that I can have opportunity to share
the gospel with the patients. But I lost hope that I will
be able to practice Medicine again after my accident, and
also after I had not practiced medicine for about 8 years.
The Lord instead lead me to the Philippines, He confirmed
my trip right from the start as an Indian sitting next
to me from Narita prayed to receive Jesus Christ. Then
on my arrival to the Philippines three more Philipinos
received Jesus Christ. I was going to the Public Hospital
where I trained as an intern before to beg them to accept
me because I felt they knew me and would be supportive
. But the Lord directed me to a hospital which I did not
Know, Itfs a Christian (evangelical) hospital. I was afraid
and was not sure they were going to accept me, and so I
did not want to go but the Holy Spirit urged me to go and
I went. There were 3 of us applying for Internship, and
after they saw our diploma and credentials, they told us
that three of us were accepted. Then I told my story about
my accident and showed them my fingers, wanting to know
if that will disqualify me but they said, there is no problem
with that; then I told them that I have not practiced medicine
for about eight years and have forgotten many things. They
encouraged me and assured me that they will help me learn
Then I asked them of the Church behind the hospital, and
they told me that the pastor of the Church is also the
chaplain of the Hospital. I immediately inquired to see
the Pastor and we met. I shared my testimony and he was
blessed. Then I asked him if I worked here would I be allowed
to share the gospel freely to the patients?. He said gyesh
with joy stressing that this hospital was built to advance
the GOSPEL. There is also a college of Nursing attached
to the Hospital, and he conducts morning devotion to the
Nursing students, and he pleaded that I should come so
that we can work as a team and win people for Jesus Christ.
He is a Southern Baptist Seminary Graduate, He told me
that he might go to the United States to undertake more
training as a chaplain, and if I come, I can become the
Chaplain of the Hospital, as a foreign Doctor under training
in the Philippines, I will not be paid anyway but I will
be very happy to do it for the Lord.
A STORY TO TELL AND A MESSAGE OF HOPE .
I hope this story brings hope to the hopeless, desperate,
abandoned, suffering and sinking in the muddy waters.
Psalms 34 is my personal Psalms that speaks about my
experiencecVerse 4ch I SOUGHT THE LORD AND HE ANSWERED
ME AND DELIVERED ME FROM ALL MY FEARS.Therefore verses
1 & 2 sayschI WILL EXTOL THE LORD AT ALL TIMES AND
HIS PRAISES WILL ALWAYS BE ON MY LIPS; MY SOUL WILL BOAST
IN THE LORD, LET THE AFFLICTED HEAR AND REJOICEh.
MAY GOD BLESS YOU ALL