Each Day
Life seems like a tempest
With storm debris attached
But through it shines God’s glory
That never can be matched
For many years I stumbled on
Not knowing where I went
But He fashioned each day specially
His Words to me were sent
His love was reaching out to me
Through those I met in life
Though blindly I was stumbling
And caught up in the strife
I was quite ignoring Him
Yet still He reached on down
With His caring and compassion
He wouldn’t let me drown
He’d come to Earth from heaven
To meet me on that day
He rescued me and gave me hope
The Truth, the Life, the Way
Now every day is precious
More glorious than gold
Like a gem God has prepared for me
As I watch His day unfold
Each day is now a treasure
So magnificently made
Fashioned by the Master
So my life will never fade
Live each day with eyes above
For God is on your side
Give Him thanks for what you have
And with Him abide
Copyright © John Squires | Year Posted 2015
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