Flipping through a note book of old poems, I came across this one today. It's still true.
God Remains the Same
Life’s changing scenes make their appeal
To my poor, fickle frame,
And often change the way I feel,--
But God remains the same.
When circumstances fluctuate,
My hopes may rise or fall,
But God, unhindered by my state,
Is always over all.
Though hopes and fears by turns arise
To steal my heart away,
The truth, without such lows and highs,
Abides from day to day.
Though prayer may change a lot of things,
If God in mercy grant,
Despite their fancy reasonings,
My fickle feelings can’t.
Unaltered by my feeble sense,
All things are in His hands;
By unaffected providence
The final outcome stands.
January 5, 2009