Neither moan nor groan
When challenges singe and strike
Darkest hour just before dawn
Pray, pray, pray a little more in your mike
For God to come to the rescue
Kneel on your knees but don't hike
Costs of faith in a conundrum queue
But let fervor of faith storm forth
To bless circumstance swings anew
When God empowers your self worth
Strengthens your resolve to solve
Problems with silver solutions in your berth
To scatter and sever your blues and brambles which dissolve
When circumstances and situations suddenly in your favour evolve.
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