Your beauty surrounds me, Lord,
I dare not take it for granted.
For though there is much darkness around me,
There is also much light.
For though the night falls black and cold,
The morning comes all the brighter.
For though the storm and rain linger,
A rainbow awaits.
For though the chill wind blows,
A warm breeze follows.
For though the blue sky fades,
The sun comes always after.
For though I toil along the stony road,
Grassy fields are before me.
For though my heart yearns and groans,
Surpassing love will soon come.
By Catherine Joy