Proverbs 19:18 Chasten thy son while there is hope and let not thy soul spare for his crying. NKJV
Blessed are they who mourn,
tho' a narrow road you trod.*
Be joyful as you walk,*
In the love and grace of God.*
Our search for joy and peace"*
Tho' at times our search in vain*
All those He loves and chasten*
For secret passion we've entertain.*
We long for His loving presence,
We might know His healing touch.
"He say's my grace is sufficient"*
Evil persuasions must be crushed*
"Why me Lord we ask at times"?*
When nothing goes our way.*
His voice whispers*,
"I Am the Potter your the clay.*"
A promise of forgiveness we see.*
He heard our tattered words,*
Tossed all our sins into the sea.*
We find His presence near,*
We know His healing touch.*
His rod and staff comfort us,*
Our mournful tears then hushed.*
Blessed are all who mourn
Along a Saviors road to trod*
Be joyful as you walk*
In the love and grace of God*
praise God!
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