Fear not: for I have redeemed you,  
I have called you by thy name;
you are mine. When you pass
through the waters, I will be with
you; and through the rivers, they
shall not overflow you: when you
walk through the fire,you shalt not
be burned; neither shall the flame
kindle upon you. For I am the
LORD your God, the Holy One
of Israel, your Savior. Is. 43:1-3

What if you woke up one morning,
And found you could not see?
As you fumbled along in blindness,
How joyous would your worship be?

Or what if you woke up to find
You couldn't move your legs and feet;
Would you still sing praises to the Lord,
Or fall into despair and defeat?

Can you praise him, even in the midst.
Of trials, suffering and pain?
Or would they make you turn away,
And curse His holy name?

If you were struck down this very day.
Could you worship our Father are still?
Would you wonder, criticize and accuse,
And question His divine will?

Should we praise him only in good times,
But not when things go wrong?
Should we let our troubles and trials.
Take away our praise and song?

For into each life some rain must fall,
Let us praise him come what may,
For He holds us in His loving hands,
And He’ll go with us all the way.

Remember, whatever life hands us,
He walks with us through it all,
Praise our Father, Almighty God,
Whose love will never let us fall.




© 2008 by Kathryn Brandon; all rights reserved.
This poem is my original work, and may not be
used in any manner without consent. Thank you.

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