my heart discerns a day is coming, one just like the last
i've laid my troubles at his feet & my pain to Him i've cast
i long for freedom from this trial, from all i've endured so far
but my day of redemption has not yet come & my wounds have turned to scars
i trust that something greater, is in process in my life
for when i'm through this fiery trial, i'll be sifted and refined
my suffering will not be in vain, he holds my tears in his hands
and one day i'll return to him, glorified in beulah land
till then oh lord, help my unbelief as i cling to eternity
for your kingdom come your will be done, is the hope inside of me
SSS
4 comments:
Very good. Did you write that?
steph,i love that poem. who is it? i have been there a few times and i like myself better having gone through the fire. i'm softer and more receptive to what God would want me to do for Him. i sense you are in the middle...i am praying for you...love you. beth
Loved the poem Babe. Never knew you could write like that...
Find a composer!! a beauty like that deserves music!
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