Lord, I asked for mountains,
But You gave me the valley;
I asked for blessed fountains,
But You gave me seasons dry.
Lord, I asked for refreshing rain,
But You gave me the dry place.
I asked for freedom from pain,
But You gave me grace to bear.
Lord, I asked for the cool breeze,
But the sweltering heat You gave.
In the valley You brought me to my knees
That I might behold the Lily there.
Lord, I asked to understand,
But You taught me to trust:
That all that comes through Your Hand
Is the best for me.
Lord, help me to rest in all Your ways
Being confident that all is well.
As we receive grace all our days,
Even in the valley the Lily is there.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Yea, though I walk through the valley..... Psalm 23:4.