Precarious
the hold
they have
upon the land I love.
Foundations quaked;
lives changed,
but blessings rain
from heaven…
Amidst despair
and agony
the light
is shining strong.
Though tenuous
the grasp on life;
blessings rain
from heaven
Mindful of
our grief
and pain
He opens wide the heavens
and poureth out His miracles--
It’s raining…
raining… raining…
raining blessings from heaven…
God is not dead
nor doth He sleep!
He bringeth good
from trials.
Though sorrow binds my heart in grief
for loss of loved ones, dear;
I will sing His praises too
as blessings pour from heaven
From crumbled
rubble
lives they pull
and give them living water…
and orphans long ab-sent from mothers
are finally going home!
My tears of joy are flowing…
flowing like blessings from heaven.
May the Lord Bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and walk by your side. With love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), Barbie
Love,
Sheri
Georg