Jean Eugene Guan

At The End Of Every Road - Poem by Jean Eugene Guan

At the end of each day,
Lord, you are all that's on my mind.
At the end of every road,
Lord, You are the one I find.
Although I'd be beaten up and bruised.
I look to You, my chains are loosed.

On this constant world of changes,
You shall always be the same.
Who was, and is, and is to come,
The glory of Your holy Name!

At the end of every storm,
You shine through silver linings.
At the end of every story,
You have written happy endings.
Although I'd be tossed about by the waves,
I'll hold fast to the grace You gave.

No matter how bad the battle rages.
Your promises always stand true.
For You work all things for the good.
And Your grace shall see me through.

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Topic(s) of this poem: hope, praise

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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 7, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, December 16, 2016

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