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This poem is about being in the hand of God |
| In the hands of God In the hands of God peace is found and comfort in the troubling times, when the storm clouds roll in and rain comes pouring down.While thunder rolls In the dark looming clouds above. While in the hot dry desert of sorrow and pain in the hands of God ,you Can find shade and the oasis of joy and hope, mid the struggle and strife To drink from the spring of strength. If the path God calls you down seems lonely and cold and you do not know you can make it, fear not. For he is there to help and guide you through to let you know you are not alone! There will be times you must climb up the mountain side steep to get ware God wants you. As you climb, there will be times that you slip ,and yes even fall. However God will be there to lift you when it happens. All of life’s hard ships and problems in God’s hands are more bearable. |