Morn's Melody of Mercy Pours

It's been a solemn week,after a tragedy mentioned and as well as another neighboring farm mishap, bringing two next door neighbors togetherin rooms side by sidein a hospital over an hour away!I cannot divulge the details of some very anguishing momentsjuxtaposed with some very awesome ones only a comforting God could orchestrate! Isa. 43:1-2Now this is what the LORD says—He who created you, O Jacob,and He who formed you, O Israel:“Do not fear, for I have redeemed you;I have called you by your name; you are Mine!When you pass through the waters,I will be with you;and when you go through the rivers,they will not overwhelm you... A melody of mercy pours in strains of blush and blueHope beckons us to bow before the Lord and trust anew... Morn's melody of mercy pours in strains of blush and blueHope beckons us to bow before the Lord and trust anewRemembering that He who grants the onus of todayIs bigger than the circumstance that soon passes away Heaven and earth are in the faithful, loving care of HeWho authors birth; all life exists by His authorityThus, we are not our own; we do not orchestrate time’s sandsNor arrange Today’s stepping stone, God cradles in His hands With every joy, a grief is born/borne; life's bloom soon bears death’s due/dewAnd oft the human heart is torn as sorrow runs it throughWith higher thoughts and ways of He whose love perfects commandWho hears the praise and pleas of we who cannot understand Day turns to night; night turns to day; Time’s tugboat nears the goalWhere dust will claim Frame’s petal-fray and God reclaims the SoulBehold! morn's blush-blue medleys poured from founts where mercies brimHope beckons us to bow before the Lord and trust in Him He will not fail through love’s travail that life is bound to bringHe hoists, within the howling gale the shadow of His wingAnd pleads to all ‘’; the cares that bear grief’s groanAre but a glimpse of Calvary ere death was overthrown A melody of mercy pours from love that knows no boundsFaith feels its way between two shores where circumstance confoundsBut cannot curb the ocean of God's compassion and graceTo deepen our devotion till we see Him face to face © Janet Martin With every joy, a grief is born; the bloom soon bears death’s due/dew... How precious is Your loving devotion, O God, that the children of men take refuge in the shadow of Your wings! Ps.145:13The Lord is trustworthy in all he promises and faithful in all he does.[]