A Stormy Trial 224.

24.7.1989.

Job 37

The sky is dark and clouded;
the sun is blocked from view.
No light is seen but flashed from clouds;
all life's a grayish hue.
Life seems devoid of all color
amidst the dismal storm.
It's hard to think what it was like
to be at peace and warm.

A north wind comes in a fury,
how can this storm get worse?
What else will come descending next;
when will this all reverse?
The wind, though cold and icy
begins to clear the sky.
It blows until the light breaks through
all golden to the eye.

It was He who brought the north wind,
that's clear now in the light.
He also caused the storm to blow,
and made the day as night.
From weathering comes strengthening,
and roots go deep in storms.
His works are awesome all around;
His love takes many forms.