He Holds My Hand
Through the Shadows
Though dark clouds blot out the skies
And I fear God hears not my cries
A calm voice whispers to my heart
“Child, I will not fail on My part.
When happy sunshine lights your way
Your eyes from Me tend to stray,
But when things are as black as night
You turn to Me in your plight.
Though My face you cannot see
It is My hand that’s holding thee.”
Then my stooping heart understood
My Lord was working for my good.
By keeping me close to His side
He directs the path my feet stride.
And His promise He will not break
He’ll never leave nor forsake.
And though unclear to me His plan
Now do I fully understand,
The times His face I cannot see
His strong, kind hand is leading me.
H.R
Jan 29th, 2022
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