BEYOND THE CLOUDS *
There's nothing new beneath the burning sun;
Time will twist
(until God's done).
Still truth falls like rain, the weary soul to drench--
Still truth falls like rain, the weary soul to drench--
The fiery darts of the wicked: quenched.
Led from Babylon's groves to rest beneath the living tree--
We seek the will of God on humbled knees;
The Father in heaven hears,
(for Jesus bled, and wept)
Thus we know his word will be ever kept.
Beyond clouds so dark and heavy: still, God's throne.
It is the Lord that loves us: we are never alone.
As ambassadors of truth and light,
We are kept apart.
We are not of the night.
Oh now see brother rail against brother, friend against friend--
But the Lord cometh in the clouds, the raging storm to end.
So we seek only Jesus-- our Redeemer, our King
And render to him--
Everything.
(~sister Abby Elizabeth)
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