Lord,
I know, from past experiences,
All
will be well indeed.
It
is only in the interim
That
we ask our questions.
In
this dreary, weary land, O Lord,
Where
I am now searching,
This,
my “interim time,” is so hard;
Your
love seems far away.
In
the darkness of my nighttime fears,
When
sin looms over me,
Still,
I realize all will be well
When
Your light dawns again!
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