Poetry

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When golden sun first lights the day
….and little songbirds wake and play,
perhaps you hear the Father say,
….“I am with you, O My child.”

But even when the light is shorn
….and gray and cold you find the morn
and trials come that can’t be borne,
….He’s still near you, O dear child.

When your joy is overflowing
….and you reap fruits of gladness’ sowing,
of fear and hate there seems no knowing,
….bless His name, O happy child.

But when all life is filled with woe
….and grief and loss are all you know,
and one more step’s too far to go,
….let Him carry you, O weary child.

“Rejoice in the Lord always; again I will say, Rejoice. Let your reasonableness be known to everyone. The Lord is at hand; do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus” – Philippians 4:4-7 ESV



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