CHRISTian poetry ~ by deborah ann
Sometimes troubles come,
changing all our plans . . .
making it ever clearer
all things are in God’s hands.
Hands that long to hold,
to comfort and to console
hands that want to heal
the ache within the soul.
Hands that desire to reach,
far into the heart and mind
hands that hold perfect peace
for fearful ones to find.
Hands that crave to embrace,
grieving hearts in the night
hands that yearn to lead
all to His saving light.
Hands that are capable,
hands confident and sure
hands that calm the storms
hands that holds life’s cure.
Sometimes troubles come,
and we must change our plans
so that we may come to rest . . .
in His almighty hands!
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“Fear thou not;
for I am with thee:
be not dismayed;
for I am thy God:
I will strengthen thee;
yea, I will help…
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