Spiritual Process
Trying times happen these days,
Sickness and hardship abound;
Stresses are felt in each place,
We should always stand our ground.
When we’re heavily laden,
We don’t utter nor conclude
That the Lord has forgotten
To make everyone’s life good.
These trials and test of life
Are the tools of the Father;
Let our trust endure the strife,
Letting not our hope waver.
Yes, the global health crisis
Simply purifies our faith;
Let not our soul go amiss,
We pray and fervently wait.
We are parts of Christ’s body,
We feel the pain felt by Head;
It’s planned by the Almighty,
As what the Lord God has said.
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