God Most Beautiful

Oh God, most beautiful, arise

to shine upon my weary ways, 

transform these shadows into light,

and turn  familiar tears to praise. 

These days stretch on like endless night,

weigh heavy as an iron chain

when I forsake your kindnesses

to sow my heart with seeds of pain. 

But You are glorious in Your deeds,

in wisdom raining from above. 

My days are fashioned by your hand

and held securely in Your love. 

Oh Lord, You are the joy of life, 

the love that makes this darkness shine,

and under storm-clad skies, I’ll stay

with You who gave Your life for mine. 

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