When falls the rain; when shakes the earth—
When moves the main to strike out mirth—
When waters rise and floods ensue,
Almighty God will shelter you;
For He, who saved us in the past,
Saves presently and to the last.
Though dissolute our earthly homes—
Fallen structures, broken domes—
CHRIST (though earth infuse our parts)
Makes tabernacles of our hearts.
There, to dwell ’til life is past,
From present moment to the last.
Though souls upon a storm-tossed sea,
We own all rivers come from Thee—
Like living streams to wash our eyes
And visions grant, of Zion’s skies.
In providence, Lord, light the past,
Guide presently and lead to last.
(used by permission)
(Keep an eye out…I’ve gotten news that Sarah will have a book of her poetry released soon! I’ll post information here as soon as I have it. I told her I’m first in line! 😉 In the meantime, read more of her work here.)