Sometimes our lives are like storms
the churning sea tosses us about
We are like the milk in a churn
Beaten again and again
I only hope
that in the end
We may get something good for our sorrows
like butter
Sometimes our lives are like storms
the churning sea tosses us about
We are like the milk in a churn
Beaten again and again
I only hope
that in the end
We may get something good for our sorrows
like butter
Radiant
God, you dwell in unapproachable light.
You are Radiant.
Jesus said that he can dwell in me,
And I can dwell in Him
And together we become one with the Father.
I can be
Radiant.
Let us dwell.