
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
Website

Used with Mariane's
permission You must obtain her
permission to use this poem.
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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.
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