The Sound Of Wind

Dedicated to the weary souls without a Comforter but remember your present sufferings cannot nearly amount to what The Lord has in store for those who with long suffering diligently seek him and his Will.

The contentions of my heart O'Lord are like unto thee the  sound of wind passing by.From the splendor of your majesty,thy faithfulness reaches to the skies.The rumor has been heard O'Lord yes it has been said by those ancient nations,that in thy steadfast love thy strength comes from up above.Whisper in thy ear Lord of Hosts the treasures hidden in the secret places,Yes the words that flow from Holy Wells,to let thee Not fall asunder,or allow the Dark one to set his charming snares.People who are closest to me Scoff and call out my Shame,but little do they know I'm broken and fragile who walks alone without a name.If only I could take back the measurements of aged beauty and thorn I have deeply torn from within hoping they will find true forgiveness.For all thus grief is but for a moment then we die.And all the Pain with Anguish wasting away is just Chaff in the sound of Wind......Lebanon 
Joshua 10:12,13 “Sun, stand still at Gibeon, and moon, in the Valley of Aijalon.” And the sun stood still, and the moon stopped, until the nation took vengeance on their enemies.Is this not written in the Book of Jashar?