Good Graces and Glory

 

Good Graces of his Glory
Brings me life
Another day worth praising
Once again
Despite my anguish and loss
I am raising my head, my hand Shouting loud to all
I am here for a reason
Therefore I must make the best
Of every season
I must do some good
In the Lords name
Because when I cried
He came
Now any turmoil I face fearlessly
With faith
Is not the same
The Good Graces of his Glory
Gave me strength to face every day
I’m ready for
Whatever comes my way

Sheryl K. Platzer-Sartin
© 2012