for Hard Things
You, my Father that Your wisest choosing,
To my own wayward heart is ever proving,
some glad joy I longed my life to garnish,
Would but have left me marred with
rust and tarnish.
Thank You, Lord, for that most kind
Which mercifully withstood my soul's mad driving,
And kept me
from some greater, horribler loss,
While teaching me the glory of Thy cross.
You that the smaller scars I have sustained,
Have kept me, Lord, from what
I might have gained,
Of deeper wounds that span the years of life,
the loathsome fruit of constant strife.
for Your thoughtful little tokens,
Reminding that I'm loved, though sorely
And so I find these smaller blessings meet,
To bring me here in
worship at Thy feet.
Thank You, Lord, that that which
seemeth good to Thee,
Hath overruled that which seemed so good to me,
so withheld some earthly satisfaction,
That I might serve Thee here without
O Thank You, God, that confidence yet
Can rest in Thy great wisdom, safely knowing,
Though troubles come
which I can never tell,
Yet my Redeemer doeth all things well.
Mary Van Nattan
5:18 In every thing give thanks:
for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus
Mark 7:37 ...He hath
done all things well...
For the LORD God is a sun and shield: the LORD
will give grace and
glory: no good thing will he withhold from them
that walk uprightly.
12 O LORD of hosts, blessed is the man that
trusteth in thee.