Regardless of the circumstances,
Regardless of the fear;
Regardless of the pain we bear,
Regardless of the tear.
God is ever in control,
Performing as He should,
And He has promised in His Word,
To work things for our good.
But as a loving Father would,
He sometimes let us cry;
To cleanse the hurt out of our heart,
To wash it from our eye.
Yet gently gathers the tears,
Within His hands to stay;
Until He turns them into pearls,
And gives them back someday.
[Glenda Fulton Davis]
Psalm 56:8 ... Thou tellest my wanderings: put thou my tears into thy bottle: are they not in thy book? ❤
