Though the night, though the day be a heart troubled. In the tossing, the turning; may peace be, in the stillness… of thy soul. The see, will never be the problem. When you let faith be the answer, in God’s love the anchor. Even though the struggle, is the reality. The wayward wrestle, between heart and soul. Even when you feel wounded, weary from all the battles. Just remember, it’s always darkest, before the dawn. Time, being in the Son; what heals the wounds, trying to leave you scared… for life. Troubled, doesn’t have to be called despair. Trials, they come to make your resolve even stronger. Tears, don’t mean losing. God is well able, to strengthen you. Press deeper into His love, and then press on. A heart shaken, but a soul stirred; to keep going, through what may… be still crushing. Never give up, never give in. Endure, until the end; and rise triumphant. Hold on to your faith, and against all odds; Stand!
In the middle of the storm, God is… still faithful. Every day, let your hope rise, high above the dark clouds. You don’t need to know, which way the wind may blow. You will soar even higher, when you let God’s love be; the wind beneath your wings. Above what you see, there’s a new horizon. Raise a hallelujah, make worship a lifestyle. Turn a darkened morning, into dancing. When the heart is heavy, pondering how to face a crossroad? Jesus, will show your heart the way. If you dare, to trust His love. Even if, your world is feeling shattered? Hope in God, finds a place called gracefully, within what’s broken. Rise with the day, rise up on a prayer; and you will be able, to ride out the rising tide. Dream dreams, but have a vision; the coming Son, piercing the sky. Restful, not in laying the head down; but knowing, where to lay all your burdens? At the foot of the cross, bow your head low; then Rise… forever, with the Lord!