ABIDE IN MY LOVE

When the storm is at its fiercest,
When the winter clouds lie low,
When summer’s but a memory,
The sun has lost its glow.

When prayer seems but a burden,
When God seems out of sight,
When every fear looms eerily,
Doubt grimly stalks the night.

When hope has lost conviction,
When old memories stir grief,
When prayer becomes a struggle,
Faith grants but scant relief.

The Word leaps down from heaven,
To calm the raging sea,
“Abide in Me” He whispers,
“My love will set you free.”

Myra D’Souza – November 27, 2014