~The Promise~
When troubles
come, no need to
worry
For it will last
but a little
while
Believe the
words I say unto
you
I am leading in
this battle my
dear child
You know that
joy comes in the
morning
Weeping last
only for the
night
I am standing
right beside you
Take my hand in
faith, keep up
the fight
I'll give you
beauty for the
ashes
The oil of joy
for when you
mourn
A garment of
praise for all
your burdens
And glorify you,
the planting of
the Lord
I'll clothe you
in garments of
Salvation
Woven from
threads of
righteousness
All nations will
see how I have
loved you
And by God, one
true God, you're
truly blessed
~*~
Yolanda Cohen ©
2006
written from
Bible text
Isaiah 6:1 (KJV)
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