The Perfect Will of God

In the perfect will of God my soul is resting;

I need fear no ill, though round me billows roll;

Ever safe am I when in Him I'm abiding.

There no tempest e'er can reach my soul.

To the perfect will of God I now surrender,

For His plan, divine, is best for me I know;

Never failing Guide, His blessed hand will hold me,

And His will shall ever sweeter grow.

In the perfect will of God is blest communion,
Ne'er a shadow mars the beauty of His face;
And the riches of His grace I find enduring,

For each change, sufficient is His grace.

One of the sympathy cards we recieved had this beautiful poem, handwritten, tucked inside the card.  This is exactly what a hurting loved one needs to hear during a deep valley.  I thought I would share it with you if you ever need the words to bestow with someone else. 

Micah 7:7  "But as for me, I watch in hope for the Lord, I wait for God my Savior; my God will hear me."

Thank you Mrs. Barrett for shining truth upon us.

Blessings,

E.W.