When suffering comes and life gets hard,
And we begin to feel blue,
We can hear a voice within saying:
“Look what I suffered for you.”
He could have called ten thousand angels,
But on that cruel cross He stayed;
His visage marred more than any man,
Gladly, our sin debt He paid.
Now, His strength is made perfect in us
When we suffer and are weak;
Our spirit is lifted as we trust
And those troubles aren’t so bleak.
It’s in the darkest valleys of life
That His Light shines the brightest;
And when our loads are the heaviest,
We learn His are the lightest.
He bids us to come, come one and all,
Bring your burdens to the LORD;
His joy is our strength in the valley
And His blessings are outpoured…
Even in Suffering.
Connie Campbell Bratcher – Jan., 2009