In God's Perfect Time

So many dreams I had
Hopes on things impossible for me
But possible to God
Faith
On what is seen and unseen
Soon dawn will come

Yet I see
So many people hurting
Only God knows why
O Lord let your light shine

Our hearts are imprisoned
By our imperfections
Our sins and weaknesses

I cry out to you
Let our dreams come true
And turn our mourning to joy
But I rest in your strength
Believing all my dreams will come true

Lord I long to hold my child in my arms
And sing lullabys to him
O how I dream to comb her hair
And wipe the tears from their eyes

To hear their voices
To see their smiles
Laughter and cries
What a joy to behold
I may never stop thanking God
For such a wonderful gift
But still I have to wait
For God’s perfect time

by Rita Umali

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All in God's perfect plan...Thy will be done! ! ! God bless, Cate