Debra Squyres Poet Rhyme

It Is Well

He stills the waters
 then bids me: "Take My Hand"
 From the depth of sorrow
 He forever helps me stand

 Strong is the voice
 within my soul that sings
 "It is well, It is well"
 within the silence rings

 From tears that stream
 he hears my daily plea
 "It is well, It is well", He says
 "You just wait and see."

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James Tate August 10, 2012 at 7:10 PM A very comforting poem, and I agree wholeheartedly. One typo: Add r to Stong Debra Squyres August 10, 2012 at 8:41 PM Thank you !!

Jancarl Campi July 25, 2012 at 6:59 PM I read this poem with interest. All things do come to past. I have learned to never ask, I always say "Thy will be done."

Robert Johnson July 25, 2012 at 3:01 PM That breezy whisper, peace be still. That tells us of his mighty will. Quiets nerves and dries the eyes. When human spirit's well runs dry.

Anne-Lise Andresen July 25, 2012 at 12:55 PM Love is to give a helping hand - well written Debra. - Hope you are well - oxox love Anne-Lise

Joann Grisetti July 25, 2012 at 9:34 AM A great poem on waiting.