I must confess, the words – they hide
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Nor can I see Your face.
The veil, it hides what lies beyond
A fogged mirror; smudged glasses distort my view of grace.
In this world we will have trouble
But You have overcome.
I tell myself again and more:
The best is yet to come.
The pain, nigh to unbearable
Is tangible and fierce.
My prayers, they are so feeble
Can they really Heaven pierce?
I know deep down inside my heart
Your Word promises Hope in Your Son
And through His unfathomable name
The best is yet to come.
The lushest hills of this great world
The sky and sea so blue
Are barren wasteland
When compared to all that’s promised in You.
Whether a hundred years I’m allowed to live
Or my days numbered down to one
My heart it swells and can scare believe
The best is yet to come.
You are full of beauty and of light
Your Name brings my heart to sing
Excitement mounts as I prepare
To see Your face, o King
Your love so vast and firm and true
Holds me near; your heartbeat draws me home
I will lie down and sleep in peace, for I know
The best is yet to come.
I’ve linked this post up with Pieces of Amy, The Better Mom, Time Warp Wife
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Beautiful weaving of His truth with your own heart! Yes, the greatest hope.
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Thank you
Love this!
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Thank you. 🙂
Jen, this hit home hard the day I received it and I wept at my computer. It is so hard to lift up our heads and see the Light sometimes. On this day God spoke very directly through you and through another friend and I was so grateful for that touch. Thank you. Joni
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Oh, friend, I’m so glad He used it. Love you, sweet gal!
Thinking-about-praying-for you tonight…with all the upcoming changes.
Thankful for your friendship and loved this beautiful post.
Eyes looking up to Him to keep His perspective…
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Thank you so much, friend. Seriously, more than you know.