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Today this hour I am weeping;
in this moment, endless grieving.
All I see: the grayest skies,
a bed of tears is where I lie.
Tomorrow is my day of hope;
joy returns, that lifting rope.
Tomorrow comes with much promise,
like the rain to fall upon us.
The Lord Himself will wipe my tears
when I forget my well-known fears.
They fall away, an ancient wall;
unhindered then, I'll hear His call.
Then He comes, to take me up;
patiently, He's had enough.
He wants me there, by His side,
that I may see my Abide.
I will know this Man of Sorrows,
who made my Home of Endless Tomorrows.
So if you ask me where's my home,
I'll say, “Not here; I only roam.”
As a promise from Him, I have this:
my home's where Tomorrow Is.
© Bob Barra, 9-18-2012
"For His anger is but for a moment,
His favor is for life;
Weeping may endure for a night,
But joy comes in the morning." ~ Psalm 30:5
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