Through It All

Where shall I go from your Spirit? Or where shall I flee from your presence? If I ascend to heaven, you are there! If I make my bed in Sheol, you are there! If I take the wings of the morning and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, even there your hand shall lead me, and your right hand shall hold me. If I say, “Surely the darkness shall cover me, and the light about me be night,” even the darkness is not dark to you; the night is bright as the day, for darkness is as light with you. Psalm 139:7-12

So fades the flower of the day,

The brilliant colors of the light;

So mists of sorrow hide the way,

And I descend into the night.

How long, O Lord, shall this be so?

When will I see a newborn sun?

Why must I now in mourning go,

As with my tears all joys run?

I long to fly on dawn’s bright wings,

And taste the sweetness of the morn.

My starless sky no pleasure brings –

A womb from which no babe is born.

But darkness is not dark to You.

Though I am blind, You clearly see.

I trust You know my groanings, too,

And have ordained to rescue me.

Should I to heaven’s glories rise,

Or to the depths of Sheol fall,

Lord, grant me hope and faith-filled eyes

To see You near me through it all.

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