God, Knows What's Best For Me
God, Knows What's Best For Me
By: Tom Wright
1998
Lord, lo these many days I've prayed,
from heaven that you'd see fit to send.
Relief, in that summers heat be stayed,
you sent dark clouds, a cooling wind.
The earth cries out your name in vain,
for her parched tongue is bad athirst.
I thank you Lord, for soothing rain,
a lightning's bolt and thunder's burst.
God, forbid, that I in haste might fail,
in giving praise for all you send my way.
In times of need your name I'll not assail,
you alone know what's best for me today.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2019
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