Monday, February 17, 2014

You Remain the Same


When all seems familiar, You remain the same
When the familiar is no more, You remain the same
When sickness rears its head, You remain the same
When death beckons, You remain the same
When people fail me, You remain the same
When institutions fall, You remain the same
When disappointment lingers, You remain the same
 
When life is born, You remain the same
When hope comes, You remain the same
When doors open, You remain the same
And when they close, You remain the same
When I am tempted, You remain the same
And when I fail, You remain the same
And when I stand, You remain the same
When confusion surrounds me, You remain the same
When my joy-box is full, You remain the same

When I understand, You remain the same
And when I don’t, You remain the same
When I am understood, You remain the same
And when I am misunderstood, You remain the same
When others like me, You remain the same
And when they don’t, You remain the same
Before I was, You were
While I am here, You are
And when I am gone, You will be
Thank You that You remain the same.

When places change, You remain the same
When love is returned, You remain the same
When love is not returned, You remain the same
When I love my placement, You remain the same
When I question the place You have me, You remain the same
When friends are near, You remain the same
And when the leave, You remain the same
When family is plenteous, You remain the same
And when I am alone, You remain the same
 
When my cupboard is full, You remain the same
And when it is scarce, You remain the same
When traditions continue, You remain the same
And when they are no more, You remain the same
When children are born, You remain the same
And when they go to kindergarten, You remain the same
And when they go to college, You remain the same
And when they are married, You remain the same
When love is fresh, You remain the same
When it seems cold, You remain the same
When I am successful, You remain the same
And when I seem to not be, You remain the same
 
 
It seems Lord, that You are really all I have.  That only makes sense, for I had no more than You when you first thought me up.  And nothing more than You will I have when life here is over.  But oh what an inheritance is mine!  Thank You, Father, for giving me all that is Yours.  I am forever grateful.
 
 

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