IT'S ALL FOR THE BEST

When the hard times come
And they don’t depart,
We must speak to the Lord
Right from the heart.

No false disguises
At all can abide;
The Lord knows our feelings
Deep down inside.

All human weakness
Is lost in His love,
While strong, gentle arms
Reach down from above.

They take us to where
We find peace and rest.
Remember His promise:
It’s all for the best.

He makes no mistakes,
And our Lord never will;
He planned every valley,
He made every hill.

He knows all our trouble,
And promised to stay;
He’s right there beside us,
He’ll show us the way.

Though the hurt may seem deep,
His love’s deeper still;
He, too, was hurt deeply,
Yet He said, "Not my will."

So, through all the suffering,
Through every test,
Remember His promise:
It’s all for the best.

—Wendy Greiner Lefko
©1995

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