Loneliness now, illness tomorrow,
In this life tossed to and fro.
The tempest seems endless.
How can I seek redress?
I raise my eyes--and all break loose--
Saying, What wrong did I do or choose?
I cry out loud with one request:
That I'd see the end of this tempest
A gentle voice gives a reminder:
I can stand this through the Father.
He lends a loving hand in this difficult task,
To me and to anyone who'd ask.
Let me see things properly, Father:
That in my loneliness You're a comforter,
The healer of my pain. Forever
You're with me. You leave me never.
Life is not a glassy ice rink--
A perfect place to skate without a kink.
In times that I stumble, Lord,
Help me trust the assistance You afford.
