When things around me seem dull and grim
And thoughts of success does appear dim
I look to him , the One I trust
Confident that he will save me from the dust.
Not confounded, not ashamed
He has called me by my name
He has promised and I have gained
Joy unbounded, without restraint.
So, through the trials ,I see the rain
Mourning goes and laugh remains
In the night demons prey
But morning brightens what looked grey.
He does not slumber and he does not fail
And on his wings ,I will sail
Above my worries ,fears and pain
Because I know his victories reign.
MARYANN BOSAH 