A Troubled Soul

Upon rising today a sense of heaviness seemed to persist. Not the usual light heartedness of the morning. As I started my reading for the day the entry from one of my devotional books spoke to me. I have had this particular book for many years and have pulled it out from time to time but lately the words contained in it have been arrows of the Spirit to my soul. Here is part of today's entry. I hope it blesses you as it blessed me.

O troubled soul, beneath the rod,

Your Father speaks, be still, be still;

Learn to be silent unto God,

And let Him mold you to His will.

O praying soul, be still, be still,

He cannot break His promised Word;

Sink down into His blessed will,

And wait in patience on the Lord.

O waiting soul, be still, be strong,

And though He tarry, trust and wait;

Doubt not, He will not wait too long,

Fear not, He will not come too late.

Lily