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Behind my umptine sufferings,
I see God’s plan for me;
Behind Life’s crosses I carry,
I see God’s blessing me.
Behind world’s acts of treachery,
God’s Hand does protect me;
Behind each time of temptation,
God purifies my soul.
Behind my pangs of hunger felt,
God gives me satiety;
Behind my pangs of sex-urges,
God bestows piety.
Behind my many blunders made,
God gives me new foresight;
Behind my failures in my life,
I see how God saves me.
Behind my days of solitude,
God speaks in special ways;
Behind my every good deed done,
God lengthens my earth days,
Behind my times of ecstasy,
God cuts me down to size;
Behind my thoughts of fantasy,
God warns me of more vice.
Behind the veil of sins of mine,
God cautions me of hell;
Behind my acts of penitence,
God tells my soul is well!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-9-2000
Dr John Celes
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