All Gain No Loss
Hold the head from hanging low,
On your face, let a light snow.
You fought and prayed, had a say;
Answering, God had His way.
We trust for the best and fain
To take His answer as gain.
What we mourn, eternal loss,
Brought Him glory on the cross.
Tears may roll, groaning tends to grow;
Faith may pale, yet upward flow,
Your beloved's beyond the gloom,
Nestled in heaven, safe from doom.
You should not weep or sorrow.
A pearl's gone, next a hollow,
She shall be found, when time's set,
Ensconced in Christ, free from fret.
Brace up in the storm, brother;
Only the living bother.
Your dear's won the precious peace
For which we strive, dare not cease.
In the pain, let your faith hone.
Cheer up, my friend! Grace isn't gone.
© 2015
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