We Do Not Weep Alone

Ps.145: 8&9, 14, 17-19

The Lord is gracious and full of compassion,

Slow to anger and great in mercy.

The Lord is good to all,

And His tender mercies are over all His works...

The Lord upholds all who fall,

And raises up all who are bowed down...

The Lord is righteous in all His ways,

Gracious in all His works.

The Lord is near to all who call upon Him,

To all who call upon Him in truth.

He will fulfill the desire of those who fear Him;

He also will hear their cry and save them.

Ps.146:5

Happy is he who has the God of Jacob for his help,

Whose hope is in the Lord his God,

Ps.147:3

He heals the brokenhearted

and binds up their wounds...

On this two-year anniversary,

For everyone who remembers and misses Lucy,

A poem of comfort drawn

from the Wellspring of God's promises... 

"You have not truly lived until you've stuffed your face in a peony"

Lucy💗

He heals the broken heart

And binds grief's bleeding/gaping holes

As sorrow yields each longing part

He comforts and consoles

  

With everlasting love

With hope, not of this world

He soothes the sorrow-ravaged glove

With Ointment of His Word

...and though we know not how,

When crushed by death's fell blow

He raises up all who are bowed

Because He vowed it so

...and ministers to all

Who call on Him in truth

He gathers us close when we fall

Beneath lament, uncouth 

...and catches our tears

We do not weep alone

The Great Physician sees and hears

Each brokenhearted groan

He binds the wounds of grief

With gentle, nail-scarred Hands

And floods the soul with sweet relief

From sorrow's stark demands

He heals the broken heart

In His time, In His Way

Meanwhile, His promises impart

All we need for today

Janet💗🙏