If, we're walking in the Saviour
And deep trials come our way,
We can't entertain the notion
That His love has flown away.
But, believe that we're entrusted
With the might of heaven's gaze,
For every age above is watching
To give The Father praise.



Praise, because a servant
Living faithfully below,
Believes and trusts unseen
No matter cruel blow.
God says that we are blessed
By believing though it's dark,
That in every trial
He has something special to impart.



His eyes are always roving
To an fro o'er earth,
Searching for just one
Who truly loves His Word.
Like sweet Mary was a chosen
For the greatest trial of all,
Impregnated with The Saviour
She endured such public scorn.



And then she watched her first born
Hurt by all around,
Until they crucified Him
To hurl Him underground.
One day we'll also know the story
Behind our grief today,
So meanwhile just like Mary
We'll bow our heads to pray.



Trusting in the Father's plan
That in Him we will live-
And to radiate His glory now
We're entrusted with a gift.

~**~

Soft whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems ©Sept.2011
heartwhispers@iinet.net.au
Poetry from the Heart

Blessed (happy, content) is the
man who is patient under trial
and stands up under temptation,
for when he has stood the test
and been approved, he will receive
[the victor's] crown of life which
God has promised to those who love Him.
~James 1:12~

"God has for you a light for every shadow.
A Plan for every tomorrow. A Key for every
problem and a Balm for every sorrow."