More from Amy Carmichael…
Disappointed?
Art thou disappointed? Come to Me;
I will never be a grief to thee.
Hurt by hand thou trusted? Come to Me;
Leaves of healing I will lay on thee.
Art thou broken? Come, My child, to Me;
I, thy Comforter, will comfort thee.
Even friends can sometimes changeful be;
I will always be the same to thee.
Your lovingkindness, O Lord, extends to the heavens,
Your faithfulness reaches to the skies.
Psalm 36:5
Have a blessed Sunday!
Daisy