There’s so much loss, and so much pain,

Oh, please God, show Your face again!

You dwell up far, in vast, blue skies;

So how can You hear lonely cries,

And muffled screams, and unshed tears?

Will you redeem our wasted years?

God, when I finally break and cry,

I call Your Name in Heaven High.

I’m lacking, yet I’ve still believed,

I’m losing, though I’ve still received!

I’m struggling, yet I’ve praised You true,

I’m suffering; how I still love You!

All that I have belongs to Thee;

Lord, help me trust Your Word’s for me!

From deep depression and despair;

God, let me feel that You’re still there.

I’m sad for “doubting Thomases;”

So help me claim Your promises,

Your covenants, which do declare

Your love for children everywhere.

I search the sky in spite of rain,

Cast cloudy eyes far past my pain,

For God, You raise me high from low,

When ‘ere we meet at Your rainbow!

©️2019 Angela Royse Pelleman

“My voice shalt thou hear in the morning, O LORD; in the morning will I direct my prayer unto thee, and will look up” (Ps. 5:3 KJV).

“Let me hear of your unfailing love each morning, for I am trusting you. Show me where to walk, for I give myself to you” (Ps. 143:8 NLT).

“I have set my rainbow in the clouds, and it will be the sign of the covenant between me and the earth” (Gen. 9:13 NIV).

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