In the realm of endless skies and seas,
Where whispers wind through ancient trees,
God stands ready, a steadfast light,
To guide your heart through darkest night.

With every trial that you face,
In every harsh, forbidding place,
He molds your spirit, firm and bright,
Turning sorrows into might.

For every tear that you have shed,
For every fear, every dread,
He weaves a tapestry so grand,
With threads of gold in His hand.

From trials to triumphs, the journey goes,
Through thorny paths and blooming rose.
In every moment, His grace is found,
In every silence, His love abounds.

So lift your eyes to the stars above,
Embrace the trials with faith and love.
For God stands ready, by your side,
To turn your trials into tides.

A tide that rises, strong and pure,
A heart that’s steadfast, sure and secure.
With every step, His presence near,
Transforming trials into triumphs dear.

March 22, 2024
Created by
MarkWaldrop