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).