Resting
Under Rain or Rainbows

Clouds and rainbows go together

as the thunder goes with rain.

To faith it matters not the weather

even death --to faith is gain

In times like these our faith must rise

spread its wings and scan the skies;

and fix its gaze upon God’s good,

and trust ‘though all’s not understood.

And then with a leap

into the air so trusting

self to a loving care,

and rise on thermal tides adjusting

faith to heaven’s lighter air

Sailing gliding holy breezes,

letting God do what He pleases

While wings out-stretched

as poof of trust

Letting God do what a good God must

Believing not in the god of Chances

But in One who drew love’s plan

And guides a dove to olive branches

And to Ararat God’s man

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