I once was small in faith’s embrace,
Still learning love, still finding grace.
Each step I take, each prayer begun,
Draws me closer to Jehovah’s Son.
Milk of truth first fed my heart,
But solid food must play its part.
So I reach for wisdom’s flame,
To think and act in Jesus’ name.
Full‑grown in Christ, I’ll stand secure,
With faith that’s tested, strong, and pure.
Jehovah’s Word my guiding tone,
Until He calls me fully grown.
No shifting thought or worldly scheme
Can steal the hope within my dream.
God’s Word lights paths that once were dim,
Now every choice I make is Him.
Mature in thought, in heart, in deed,
With faith the root, and love the seed.
Patience grows where pride once stayed,
And peace blooms out of truth obeyed.
Full‑grown in Christ, I’ll stand secure,
With faith that’s tested, strong, and pure.
Jehovah’s Word my guiding tone,
Until He calls me fully grown.
I’ll train my mind, my will, my sight,
To choose the course that’s clean and right.
When conscience speaks, I listen near,
Jehovah’s voice is what I hear.
No longer tossed by rumor’s tide,
Or led by fear to run or hide.
Discernment stands, a guiding light,
It guards my steps throughout the night.
Full‑grown in Christ, I’ll stand secure,
With faith that’s tested, strong, and pure.
Jehovah’s Word my guiding tone,
Until He calls me fully grown.
When trials test the heart I bear,
I’ll seek Jehovah’s strength in prayer.
The Christlike mind I’ll seek to show,
That others, too, God’s love may know.
My brothers differ, yet we stand,
In unity that love has planned.
Though conscience paths may not align,
Our peace and faith will both combine.
Full‑grown in Christ, I’ll stand secure,
With faith that’s tested, strong, and pure.
Jehovah’s Word my guiding tone,
Until He calls me fully grown.
I’ll leave behind the child I was,
To serve with growing zeal and cause.
Each act of faith becomes my art,
God’s truth refining heart by heart.
Still pressing on, not yet complete,
Each victory makes growth more sweet.
Till Christ’s perfection fills my days,
I’ll walk in peace, and live in praise.
So when I stumble, I’ll arise,
And lift my gaze to clearer skies.
For still He shapes me, heart and bone—
Till He can say, “You’ve fully grown.”
Full‑grown in Christ, I’ll stand secure,
With faith that’s tested, strong, and pure.
Jehovah’s Word my guiding tone,
Until He calls me fully grown.
Full‑grown in Christ, I’ll stand secure,
With faith that’s tested, strong, and pure.
Jehovah’s Word my guiding tone,
Until He calls me fully grown.
Until He calls me fully grown.
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