Cyndi Cegalis Poet Ballad

Blessings of His Grace

When the rain keeps falling and there seems to be no end
     hold out your hands and catch the water
           that our Almighty God does send.
His grace is always flowing
     by His strength you will get through
He will walk you on the water
     and teach you things you never knew.

Blessed be the Father, who rains down His grace,
Blessed be the Son, who showed me His face,
Blessed be the Spirit, who has drawn me to taste
     all that the Father gives us 
          through the blessings of His grace.

His grace I cannot comprehend
     for all He has, He gave to me.
He rained down manna from the heavens
     and opened my eyes to see
          the water in which I drink,
               is from a well that never runs dry,
                   His supplies are overflowing
                        no man can ever deny.

So I will bless God the Father, who rains down His grace
Blessed be the Son, who showed me His face
Blessed be the Spirit, who has drawn me to taste
     all that the Father gives us
          through the blessings of His grace.

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Edward Mccall January 1, 2017 at 6:36 PM Cyndi this is so beautiful you captured what we as believers so often take for granted. Another spectacular piece my friend. May God continue to bless you both this year.

Heidi Sands December 26, 2016 at 8:24 AM This is excellent! :)