Yet, It Is Well Poem by Tony Cemaluk Egbuonu

Yet, It Is Well

God,

Glory to Your name still.
For breath.
For this rare chance to live again.

Strength was given where faithfulness was called,
but was not sustained when weakness came,
like bread withheld from hungry hands.

But You can.
So it is well.
Thank You, God.

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