17 If the Lord had not been my help,
My soul would soon have dwelt in the abode of silence.
18 If I should say, “My foot has slipped,”
Your lovingkindness, O Lord, will hold me up.
19 When my anxious thoughts multiply within me,
Your consolations delight my soul. (Psalm 94:17-19)
After the night, morning always comes
After the rain, the sun appears, the land dries out
after the wound, a chance for healing, a time for being made whole
Our Nights can be long and lonely
losses, grief, unanswered prayer, wandering children
difficult tasks, fears abound in uncertain times
But then we look back and Remember
We remember the faithfulness of God,
how He has brought us through again and again
How He made a way where there seemed to be no way
How He gave us back what we thought we had lost,
How He healed wounds that seemed to reach down into our bones
O Beautiful God, how can we ever thank You enough for Your kind ways
May our lips praise You and our hearts raise you high
Jesus, You said, “If I, If I be lifted up
I will draw all men unto me.
Be lifted up in us Dearest King
and may many come to know You through our testimonies
Amen and Amen
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