Poem -
Dark Night
Many nights I felt alone,
With hope deferred, my cries for home,
As nighttime seemed to last so long,
And all I heard were sad, sad songs.
Turning in my bed, I'd pray,
A faith I held, still locked in chains,
Yet something in my inner man,
It let me know God wasn't dead.
So hope, I'd claim, and start to pray,
Which then a soft voice called my name,
Reminding me that He was there,
Assurance that He really cared.
That dark night, I found new hope,
And morning sun rose then to know,
For looking at the bright blue sky,
I knew right then I could dry eyes.
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Comments
Love it...ThankĀ
Thank you, Lorris ā¤
Hello Denise...
Great write!
Psalm 30:5Ā Weeping may endure for a night but, Joy comes in the morning...
Thank you for sharing...
Hugs...
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