Lord, I know, from past experiences,
All will be well indeed.
It is only in the interim
That we ask our questions.

In this dreary, weary land, O Lord,
Where I am now searching,
This, my “interim time,” is so hard;
Your love seems far away.

In the darkness of my nighttime fears,
When sin looms over me,
Still, I realize all will be well
When Your light dawns again.

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