In God's Time

 

 

A baby is conceived and comes to earth... in God’s time
A seeking soul finds spiritual birth...in God’s time
Flowers bloom so beautifully in spring...in God’s time
The birds build their nest as they sing...in God’s time
We feel the evening breeze softly blow...in God’s time
And assurance is given that He loves us so...in His time
Yet, when troublesome times come and skies are gray,
Too often we complain.
A man named Job did this one day,
And his life was never the same -
Until he awakened and began to see,
It was working for his own good.
He bowed his knee and finally
At last he understood...
Shall we accept good and not the bad?
The happy times and not the sad?
All things are from God’s own hand,
And are working according to His plan...In His time
So, when the storms of life linger
With dark clouds all about,
Let us look to our Saviour
Knowing the sun will come out...In His Time
May we trust Him whatever comes our way -
His grace is sufficient for us each day.
Then we’ll understand fully as time goes by,
When one day we enter the kingdom on high...In God’s Time.

 

 

"To everything there is a season,
and a time to every purpose under the heaven"
(Ecclesiastes 3:1)

 

Connie - June, 1996

 

 

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