Will Come Right

Every dark thing
Led me to see the Light.
I’m grateful for each day,
Because I survived the night.

Thy Will Be Done.

This dark cloud
I now struggle against,
This grief, is like a cemetery
In which I am fenced.

Thy Will Be Done.

I cannot see,
But I know You do.
I cannot trust me,
But I belong to You.

Thy Will Be Done.

Thy Perfect and Good Will.

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