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YSTERY OF P RAYER

    Beyond that which words can
    interpret or theology explain,
    The soul feels a shower of refreshment
    that falls like the gentle rain
    On hearts that are parched with problems
    and are searching to find the way
    To somehow attract God’s attention
    through well-chosen words as they pray,
    Not knowing that God in His wisdom
    can sense all man’s worry and woe,
    For there is nothing man can conceal
    that God does not already know …
    So kneel in prayer in His presence
    and you’ll find no need to speak,
    For softly in quiet communion,
    God grants you the peace that you seek.

A FTER THE W İNTER …
G OD S ENDS THE S PRİNG

    Springtime is a season of hope and joy and cheer—
    There’s beauty all around us to
    see and touch and hear …
    So no matter how downhearted
    and discouraged we may be,
    New hope is born when we
    behold leaves budding on a tree
    For this is just God saying,
    “Lift up your eyes to Me,
    And the bleakness of your spirit,
    like the budding springtime tree,
    Will lose its wintry darkness
    and your heavy heart will sing.”
    For God never sends the winter
    without the joy of spring.

T HİS T OO W İLL P ASS A WAY

    If I can endure for this minute
    whatever is happening to me
    No matter how heavy my heart is or
    how dark the moment might be—
    If I can remain calm and quiet with
    all my world crashing about me,
    Secure in the knowledge God loves me
    when everyone else seems to doubt me—
    If I can but keep on believing what
    I know in my heart to be true,
    That darkness will fade with the morning
    and that this will pass away, too—
    Then nothing in life can defeat me,
    for as long as this knowledge remains,
    I can suffer whatever is happening,
    for I know God will break all the chains
    That are binding me tight in the darkness
    and trying to fill me with fear …
    For there is no night without dawning,
    and I know that my morning is near.

E VERYONE N EEDS S OMEONE

    People need people and friends need friends,
    And we all need love for a full life depends
    Not on vast riches or great acclaim,
    Not on success or on worldly fame,
    But just in knowing that someone cares
    And holds us close in their thoughts and prayers—
    For only the knowledge that we’re understood
    Makes everyday living feel wonderfully good,
    And we rob ourselves of life’s greatest need
    When we lock up our hearts and fail to heed
    The outstretched hand reaching to find
    A kindred spirit whose heart and mind
    Are lonely and longing to somehow share
    Our joys and sorrows and to make us aware
    That life’s completeness and richness depends
    On the things we share with our loved ones and friends.

W E C AN’T, BUT G OD C AN

    Why things happen as they do
    we do not always know,
    And we cannot always fathom
    why our spirits sink so low.
    We flounder in our dark distress,
    we are wavering and unstable,
    But when we’re most inadequate,
    the Lord God’s always able—
    For though we are incapable,
    God’s powerful and great,
    And there’s no darkness of the
    mind God cannot penetrate …
    And all that is required of us
    whenever things go wrong
    Is to trust in God implicitly with
    a faith that’s deep and strong …
    And while He may not instantly
    unravel all the strands
    Of the tangled thoughts that trouble us,
    He completely understands—
    And in His time, if we have faith,
    He will gradually restore
    The brightness to our spirits that
    we’ve been longing for …
    So remember there’s no cloud too
    dark for God’s light to penetrate
    If we keep on believing and
    have faith enough to wait.

Y ESTERDAY , T ODAY, AND T OMORROW

    Yesterday’s dead, tomorrow’s unborn,
    So there’s nothing to fear and nothing to mourn,
    For all that is past and all that has been
    Can never return to be lived once again …
    And what lies ahead or the things that will be
    Are still in God’s hands, so it is not up to me
    To live in the future that is God’s great unknown,
    For the past and the present God claims for