Are you on the very bottom,
Can’t even see the sky;
Around you…only doom and gloom,
And, everything has gone awry?
Not the faintest ray of sunshine,
Flat on your back in pain;
Not a single person knows…nor cares,
All is lost…and nothing gained?
Down and out…so bedraggled,
Your mind, completely blank;
Cannot tell up…from down,
There, on the bottom…what you rank?
God has everything under control,
Such a statement to make;
When all appears to be lost,
Nothing real…all is fake.
He’s our Rock…our sure Foundation,
We’ve not built on sinking sand;
Our Anchor…in the fiercest storm,
Safely brings us back to land.
Though our world collapse around us,
Still, we have His Word to cling to,
By His grace, we’ll not lose heart.
When we rise above our distress,
And, we see the sun…above the clouds;
Then, we shall be assured,
God has everything under control!
Sept. 2, 2000
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