Sometimes there’s clear blue sky
but clouds most of the time;
Sometimes I find a sweet song in the night; more often
there’s no rhyme;
Skies rarely clear
mostly cloudy and drear—I patience learn thereby
For I’m compelled then to seek out God’s will and His delight.
Sometimes all ’round is dry
refreshment’s hard to gain;
How harshly
mightily must Thy rod strike
to drink obtain?
To what hot blaze must Thy fire be raised till trials are complete?
How deep
how painfully must Thy thorn pierce
till there’s an outflow sweet?
Sometimes a thorn must pierce
Thy pow’r to manifest;
At times I have wandered
near death and loss
no food
no home
no rest.
Sometimes I need to lose all that I have
to fully be set free;
When penniless
I don’t beg
having faith
not anxiety.
Sometimes there’s fighting too
between the brothers dear
Each wants to score the most powerful blow
rage everywhere;
Refusing visitors
sing I to Thee
whose heart’s most pained by these;
My loss with Thine can’t compare
but I’d learn to share Thy sufferings.
I’ve reached the end of life
my fleeting years passed by;
Here in Thy presence
I hear time “tick” by
I feel the dusk draw nigh;
The winter moon is beginning to wane; my life
too
ebbs away
Ahead
not many dark clouds yet remain
most lie behind;
My future draws a line
which from my past divides
With each day’s passing
the conflicts of life are all untied;
As light from “visible” fadeth from sight
“invisible” is seen;
My hope is set on that hope in the heav’ns
with it my heart shall be.
My days have turned to months
my months have turned to years
Years into a lifetime that waxes and wanes
and soon the end appears;
In retrospect
which of these is most sweet? Sunrise
or set of sun?
’Tis set of sun
for it’s nearer to Thee
to Thy dear home!
Awaiting Thy return
my heart is weary
spent
My eyes are dimming
and soon I’ll depart from this life’s tent;
The mountains smile as they call me to rest
my burdens to unload;
Now ev’ry weight has been melted away. I go
I quickly go!
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