When all the skies look black to you
And fear creeps in your heart,
When everything you’ve worked for
Seems to break and fall apart.



When drenching rains beat down on you,
And clouds around you swarm,
Remember I will always be
The Light after the storm.



The trials that I send your way
Are sent so you will know,
That I have an eternal plan
To help you stretch and grow.



Each storm will make you stronger
Though it might seem hard to bear,
I always will stay close to you,
To hear your every prayer.



When darkness sweeps across the land,
There’s weeping through the night.
The cries of all My children,
Yearn for glimpses of that Light.



So lift your heads up children,
Turn and face the Eastern sky.
Your Bridegroom is approaching!
Your redemption draweth nigh!


© Mariane Holbrook
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Luke 21: 27 and 28

And then shall they see the Son of
man coming in a cloud with power
and great glory.

And when these things begin to come
to pass, then look up, and lift up your
heads; for your redemption draweth nigh.