My Saving Grace

I am considering attempting to publish a book of inspirational and spiritual poems. I would like feedback on which poems should be included.

Some days, even weeks, seem to stay so dark.
Find myself questioning the whale, the flood, the Ark.
Is there really Grace? Is it there for me? Does God really love me? Is His love really free?

Then comes my saving Grace
and my soul's reprieve;
the One whom I worship on my knees.
Ever faithful, always right, always on my side.
When I turn to Him all my fears subside.

When my mind is dark and weary and my thoughts are  paralyzed;
When everyone rejects me 'till my soul and spirit cries;
When I'm the most frightened by the threats clear and rife;
when my next steps are crucial to my timeworn life;

Then comes my saving Grace
And my soul's reprieve;
the One whom I worship on my knees.
Ever faithful, always right, always on my side.
When I turn to Him all my fears subside.

He is the Son of God and He dispels my fear.
He points me to the Father, makes Him real, brings Him near.
Reminds me to be thankful for this life's not even mine.
Reminds me all I have comes from God devine.

Jesus is my saving Grace
And my soul's reprieve;
the One whom I worship on my knees.
Ever faithful, always right, always on my side.
When I turn to Him all my fears subside.
©Linda Troxell 4/16/16