The Promise

In the midst of all my daily sufferings To His most holy vine I will always cling For I have placed all of my joyous hope In the true promise of my Lord and king And though pain is so much a part of me As the shining sun also a part of my day I still rise up and thank my Lord above With sweet succulent words of praise My faith has really been greatly increased Because from His living word I will not stray And each day I will strive to lift Him high Hoping he will always lovingly receive my praise I will each day taste of the joys of heaven Embracing the peace his love always brings And my spirit's voice will ever praise him With the words from my heart I joyfully sing. Wendell A. Brown December 2012,