Life's Seasons

They say life has it's seasons
And so does every soul;
O'er joys and troubles fleeting
His Spirit has control

A perfect woven tapestry
Of gladness and of pain,
The threads all intermingled
As our seasons wax and wane

Whether groping through the valley
Or conquering the peaks,
Cast your cares on Jesus;
Seek the Mercy Seat

Plead the precious promises
And thorns upon His head;
Plead the nails and spear
And each drop of blood He bled

God cannot help but hear you
For His Son intercedes;
Take courage downcast soul of mine,
There is hope for me!

So fear not dreary seasons,
Our Lord endured much more;
We need only follow
Where He has gone before

~A.L.