This is my wife’s mother, Beryl (88) who sadly passed away on January 15th 2011, after a long fight with dementia. Among her possessions we discovered one of her favourite poems, which my wife read out at the funeral service – 24th Jan…we decided to publish, with the hope it will encourage you on your journey. A little familiarity with Exodus 13,14 will help to understand this work.
Have you come to the Red Sea place in your life
Where in spite of all you can do
There is no way out, there is no way back,
There is no other way but through
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Then wait on the Lord with a trust serene
Till the night of your fear is gone
He will send the wind, He will heap the floods
When He says to your soul “Go on”
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And His hand will lead you through – clear through
Ere the watery walls roll down
No foe can reach you, no wave can touch
No mightiest sea can drown
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The tossing billows may rear their crests
Their foam at your feet may break
But over their bed you walk dry shod
In the path that your Lord will make
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In the morning watch, ‘neath the lifted cloud
You shall see but the Lord alone
When He leads you on from the place of the sea
To a land that you have not known
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And your fears shall pass, as your foes have passed
You shall be no more afraid
You shall sing His praise in a better place
A place that His hand has made
By Christian Poet: Annie Johnson Flint (1866-1932)
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