When only
darkened skies I see,
I beg for
God to come to me,
But in these
times, I cannot see,
My God is
standing close by me.
I cannot
feel His loving arms,
My heart
can’t hear His soothing words,
I search for
something standing near,
My sight is
blocked, to pain adhere.
I hold on
fast and don’t let go,
Though hands
are open to receive.
I cannot lay
it at the cross,
So sorrow,
in me, will not leave.
The darkened
skies, they heavy lay,
Upon my
heart, renders’ decay.
I hold on
fast to pain in me,
My blessed
Lord, I cannot see.
Force open
hands on me that clutch,
Cut deep the
heart that harbors pain,
Pour out
your blessings ‘til I see,
The rainbow
shining in the rain.
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