Getting Through The Night

Down in the valley; valley, so low…
Deep calls to deep…
O longing soul, please do not weep…
For joy comes in the morning…
But while you wait for the night to pass
Lie quietly in your slumber and bask
In peace and try to rest…
Be still my love and do not wrestle in your thoughts
Take each thought captive and know you are not alone…
O I know the trials and tests that beset you…
I know the heartaches and the things that you face
Peace be still in this hurried place; for I have given you my perfect grace…
You are the one I’ve longed to hold close…so snuggle up to the Holy Ghost…
Receive my comfort in your tormented mind; let it all go, for you are mine…
I’ve been in the fight and I’ve conquered it all, stand up strong, stand up tall…
And in the morning when all is bright…my joy will lift you to a brand new call…
A call to rejoice and not to despair…a call to be brave and bold without a care…
Throw all your worries and sickness and pain to the four winds, never to remain…
In my blessed presence, sing let it rain…upon your happy heart…regain…
The trust of my Love is a perfect domain…
Rejoice my child for I know your name…
And I will carry you each step of the way…
If you will put your trust, in me, today!!
Psalm 42:7-8The Message (MSG)
When my soul is in the dumps, I rehearse everything I know of you, From Jordan depths to Hermon heights, including Mount Mizar. Chaos calls to chaos, to the tune of whitewater rapids. Your breaking surf, your thundering breakers crash and crush me. Then God promises to love me all day, sing songs all through the night! My life is God’s prayer.

–Marla Shaw O’Neill – March 2, 2017
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I love the Lord Jesus Christ and am passionate about writing. I hope you enjoy the blog and come to visit often. Then the Lord answered me and said: “Write the vision And make it plain on tablets, That he may run who reads it. For the vision is yet for an appointed time; But at the end it will speak, and it will not lie. Though it tarries, wait for it; Because it will surely come, It will not tarry. “Behold the proud, His soul is not upright in him; But the just shall live by his faith. Habakkuk 2: 2-4
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