Praising God in Every Season: A Poem of Faith Through Joy and Sorrow

In joy and sorrow, dark or bright,
I lift my heart, both day and night,
To praise the One who gives and takes,
In every breath, His love awakes.

When skies are clear or storms arise,
When laughter fills or tearful eyes,
My soul remembers, come what may,
His gentle hand will lead the way.

For in the depths or soaring high,
In every season, low or nigh,
His steadfast presence, ever near,
Transforms my doubts, dissolves my fear.

So in the night, and in the dawn,
I’ll sing His grace, and carry on—
For through each trial, joy, and test,
His boundless love will bring me rest.

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