It Is Well
He stills the waters
then bids me: "Take My Hand"
From the depth of sorrow
He forever helps me stand
Strong is the voice
within my soul that sings
"It is well, It is well"
within the silence rings
From tears that stream
he hears my daily plea
"It is well, It is well", He says
"You just wait and see."
Copyright © Debra Squyres | Year Posted 2012
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