There is a day when every man fails, there is a time when tragedy strikes all, there is a moment when suffering becomes our acquaintance, there is an hour when the sun never peeks, there is a night when the rain falls without cease but when your weary heart calls out, when your watering eyes look up, when your shaky voice cries aloud, when your empty hands open, surely there shall be a loving father with his hand open saying come oh child, come with your bowed down head that I may lift it, come with your thought filled mind that I may silence them, come with your weak knees that they may find strength, come with your barren hands that I may give you life, come with your lament heart that I may give it joy, celebration, and praise then you will have tasted and seen that the lord is good and faithful.
