Give to the winds thy fears,
Hope and be undismayed.
God hears thy sighs and counts thy tears,
God will lift up,
God will lift up
God will lift up thy head
Leave to His sovereign sway
To choose and to command;
Then shalt thou, wandering, own His way,
How wise, how strong,
how wise, how strong
How wise, how strong His hand.
Far, far above thy thought,
His counsel shall appear
When fully He the work hath wrought
That caused thy need,
that caused thy need
That caused thy needless fear
Through waves and clouds and storms,
He gently clears the way;
Wait thou His time; so shall this night
Soon end in joy,
soon end in joy
Soon end in joyous day.
Posted in International Health, Personal, Research, Running, San Francisco, Seattle, Thoughts on Faith on Wed Mar 26, 2008 at 3:37 am by alex | Leave a comment




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