Engulfed by night, we raised our voice,
"The sun will rise; it has no
choice!
God's strength is ours. We must
prevail!
His love and power cannot fail."
We clung to hope, and still we wait –
For at His voice, the storms abate.
Press on! Recall His faithfulness.
The sun will rise; You will find rest.
-me, 11.1.12
Not very long or eloquent I'm afraid. I'm sorry... I haven't been feeling very "bloggy" lately. Too busy with real life.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words. <3
ReplyDeleteThat is beautiful, Ariel. I love it; I really identify with it right now, so the words really spoke to me. Thankyou for sharing.
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