Poetry for the Glory of God

Darkness has come, shadows are nigh
As sun fades down, young babes cry

The wolves’ howls are heard far too oft’
The thunder clashes in the black
The rain has made the hard earth soft
And lightning rakes the tree’s back

Yet… when all seems to end in sorrow
Lift your eyes to the dawn of tomorrow

When the darkness seems too strong
When the shadows loom with ill content
When the night is all too long
Fear not, God has his enemies already spent.

When the darkness grips your heart
Hold fast to Him and ne’er forget
That He has been there since the start
He is with thee- I am with thee- and will be yet.