It is a season
It is an episode of life
It is not permanent
It is just a lesson
For a reason it happened
And the Lord is not shocked about it
I may weep now
but joy awaits in the morning
it may not come tomorrow, or the day after...or next week or next month
but it shall come to pass
at the end of this life
i need to stand before God and give an account of my life
so i will not faint now
i will cry...yes i will...they r liquid prayers...
but i will still do that which i am trained to do
I will accomplish that which i was destined to do
I can never see His glory until i have done my story
so....lemme write my story...with the pen of life...and erase some with tears of pain
but I will not tire of flipping through my life-story
neither will the turmoils of this life deter me...
I'm His...I am the Lord's.....
He'll see me through it all...
He has the better view of my life
I mean He is the Man Upstairs.