There is a reason, there is a purpose
All our pain is not for nothing
Our losses are not unnoticed
If every tear is collected and remembered
By a God who sees and cares
We’ve seen how dark the night can get
And how bright the day can be
We’ve felt the pain and counted the cost
And, my God, we turn to thee
Save us from ourselves, oh God
From the evil we men can do
Deliver us from the darkness we love
And draw us back to you
Make us a conduit of your love and grace
A river of hope for our world
Pour out your Spirit on others through us
Let us go and fill up the hurt
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This poem is truly a fit word in due season for me as I turn to my "God who sees and cares." Our trials are for a purpose and I pray that we "fill up the hurt" of others with the same comfort we have been comforted with. Thank you Debbie.
...Save us from ourselves... That line is very striking. In a world, where secular and spiritual, alike, tend to renounce responsibility for their actions, we... I need to remember what is sown is also reaped. My heart echoes your prayers. May change begin in me, dear Lord! - I am so glad I found this, thank YOU!!
I can really identify with the words in this lovely poem. It is very heartfelt. Thanks for your lovely words on my story May God have The Victory. I see you truly understand.
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