Don'T Repine, Daughter

Don’t repine, daughter Despite swarms of storms surging forth To steal and slay the laughter That shone in your life’s growth From a tender age Caressed and comforted In God’s hand despite strange Forces that felt had you discomforted In the natural Where their purview Seemed impregnable although the supernatural Scoffed at such a view Which God couldn’t bless Regardless of sinister motives Angels of envy chose to address As God’s omnipotence and omniscience rendered them unfit fugitives.