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.
Just a simple thanks for this post. The kind afflictions of the Lord are for our sanctification and for His glory.
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