Dance In Your Trials
Gently they fall, like dew from the heavens,
Words of great comfort to my wearied soul,
Thine adversity shall be but a small moment,
Endure it well and by angels it shall be told.
Fear not, if raging storms around you gather.
Black clouds, destruction seems to threaten.
Take courage child, the Lord is ever with you,
Ordering all things for your good from heav'n.
Rejoice in 'angels' that are always beckoning,
Good thoughts are sent from heaven above,
To strengthen, guide you back home to Him.
Just focus on 'angels', obey His offered love.
Pray, thanking Him even in all your adversity.
Dance in trials; He uses them for His purpose.
Yes! Glory in tribulation, it worketh patience;
Patience, experience, then more hope in Jesus.
Copyright © Charlene Mccutcheon | Year Posted 2014
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