Jesus In the Colors
When our sky is gray and the fog rolls in,
and we can't see through to the other side,
Closer then the heavy mist, we feel the touch
of His nail scarred hand.
Jesus walks with us and guides perfectly,
He makes no mistakes along the way.
He put within our heart his voice so clear,
to trust Him and obey.
Life has many colors, yet even in our darkest hour,we can see his rainbow though the misty veil.
While we wait for the blue sky and the sun to shine again, we walk and talk and while we laugh and cry, Jesus never leaves our side.
Jesus is all Truth, Faithful, full of Mercy and Grace. And there it was, a patch of blue, His love pouring down on us.
More precious then silver, more precious then gold. Blue sky and sunshine, a whole new world we see.
Copyright © Edith D Eutsler | Year Posted 2015
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