God knows of all the songs still drifting
Of unsung songs ahead,
He knows every path He needs to take us
To where we'll be content.
Where we will find the songs yet unknown
To sing with great intent,
He knows how many songs are left
To us that need be sent.
So He'll take us to all the many places
For us to find each note,
Along winding roads and byways
Each song we're made to know.
There is always a hope for tomorrow
To find these unsung songs,
That God will unveil each day to hear
Where we alone belong.
Each sorrow to be borne He will bring
To reveal all of His new light,
His inspiration, His joy
Found only in His life.
He plans each sweet melody for us
Each symphony that flows,
There is no dread, foreboding, on the road
Of songs that take us home.
Soft whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems © May 2011
Poetry From The Heart
Tomorrow's plan is unveiling
as sure as the sun sets above.
The songs unsung are still waiting...
God wants us to sing of His love.