Give thanks in all, but what does that mean?
Sit back and pretend everything is serene?
I take in the view; don’t like what I see,
Show me You’re in this, I humbly plea,
For the world has gone crazy and people are lazy,
The outlook for the future, is at best, hazy.
So show me Your glory, that You’re in on this story,
Though the devil’s at work now, he’ll soon be sorry. (Said
like a Canadian to keep with the rhyme scheme)
So with hands to the plow, keep my eyes fixed now,
Though I can’t see the end to this, in surrender I bow;
Knowing that You hold tomorrow, worry's not something to
borrow,
I can trust You with today, in both joy and in sorrow.
So I praise You in this storm like it’s the norm,
Because it’s through grace like rain that You transform.
Joy Lynn
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