Desert Valley

When my days seem beyond hope,

 my heart weighed down,

 in the deep valley.
I am weary,

 from dragging my lifeless body, 

through the draining desert.


Ahead the road is hard to see

 unable to find in the shifting sand.


Time stands still

situations seem the same

hopeless hearts sets in motion

faith has gone dead,

Is my whole life over?

 GOD are you more like a mirage?

a fantasy?

Why can't I see to find YOUR guiding hand?.....

GOD will ALWAYS lead me to a sweet place of rest

 in a well watered garden, 

a paradise in the valley

There His grace will fall on me,

like mercy drops

from the sweet smell

of fresh rain

in Spring.

Don't lose faith,

hope and love....

HE is leading you

to sweet streams flowing

in clean mountain air,

for you are bound for....

The Promised Land

The Lord will guide you continually,
    giving you water when you are dry
    and restoring your strength.
You will be like a well-watered garden,
    like an ever-flowing spring.

Isaiah 58:11