Though the rain may fall and the wind be blowing, And chilled and cold is the wintry blast; Though the cloudy sky is still cloudier growing, And the dead leaves tell that the summer has passed; My face is fixed on the stormy heaven, My heart is as calm as the summer sea, Glad to receive what my God has given, Whate'er it will be. And I feel the cold, I can say,"He sends it," And His winds blow blessing, I surely know; For I've never a need but that He will meet it; And my heart beats warm, though the winds may blow.
2 comments:
Hey, u make me wanna have a dog now. haha anyway why ur blog no place to keng gai one?
coopeeerrrrrr boyyyy!!
sootong: buy la buy la! then can bring to church play. kekeke
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