
Wind and rain
Sorrow and pain
Just part of a life on the way
Above I will rise
To clear open skies
Surrounded by blessings each day
Take me above
Fill me with love
Dear Jesus, your blessings pour
I’ll receive your gift
My spirit will lift
Above circumstances I’ll soar
Like the eagle again
Sweet victory I’ll win
Blessings unsparingly given
Though unworthy I come
Still you bless this one
My praise I am lifting to heaven!
Word from the Lord in a poem as given to Nancy Young 2/22/2018
