When your tears
Fall like rain,
God sees your grief
And feels your pain.
He knows you cry
He’s heard you pray,
He speaks to you
I hear Him say,
"I’ll left you up
When you’re down.
I’ll put a smile
Where there’s a frown
The best for you
Is yet to come,
March on My Child
Your work is not done."
© 2004 by Darlene Osborne
