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I love poetry and today I was thinking about this line...
"faint not, fight on! Tomorrow comes the song."
(from Be strong by Maltbie D. Babcock)

The only problem is that I want the song in the middle of the storm, not tomorrow.
Is that too much to ask? Too hard? No! I know God gives a song.

Recently the winds were blowing during which I kept crying out to God to help me.
(When mom is weak, she will say to me in this helpless voice, "please, help me."
What can I do but run to her aid!)
That is what I do in the midst of my struggles.
I call out in my weak little helpless voice "please, help me".
That day within a few hours, God helped me. God totally gave me a song.
A direct answer to my prayer.

Today I read this poem. This is what I'm talking about!

Before the winds that blow do cease,
Teach me to dwell within Thy calm:
Before the pain has passed in peace,
Give me, my God, to sing a psalm.
Let me not lose the chance to prove
The fullness of enabling love.
O Love of God, do this for me:
Maintain a constant victory.

Before I leave the desert land
For meadows of immortal flowers,
Lead me where streams at Thy command
Flow by the borders of the hours,
That when the thirsty come, I may
Show them the fountains in the way.
O Love of God, do this for me:
Maintain a constant victory.
Amy Carmichael

That's what I'm talking about! And that's what He does! Wonderful!