Storm gales blowing, trees falling down
No sun or moon for days
No joy, no smile, through lingering frown
No joy for you could raise
As sure as Heaven’s throne remains
With God and Christ beside
No fear is due, if all year rains
Salvation will abide
Prayer in the morning, prayer at night
Praising as day is long
Faithful seeking God’s way of light
Flooding one’s day with song
Singing with joy, lovingly clear
As on a fresh spring morn
Dancing like a frolicking deer
Grateful for being born
So thankful walking with Jesus
As on a joyous spree
No other way could please us
Once truth has us free
Like cuddly lambs, skipping in May
Their mother’s milk require
So souls will search craving each day
Till hearts receive life’s fire
Man’s searching soul, God’s eyes can see
When truth one’s heart lays bear
One’s spirit, Christ His Son set, free
Eternity to share
So is the heart of Heaven’s King
Healing through perfect love
Saving children from everything
For endless life above….
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