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Growth

by Barbara Cornet Ryberg

Until I learned to trust,
I never learned to pray,
And I did not learn to fully trust
Till sorrows came my way

Until I felt my weakness,
His strength I never knew;
Nor dreamed till I was stricken
That He could see me through.

Who deepest drinks of sorrow
Drinks deepest too of grace;
He sends the storm so He Himself
Can be our hiding place.

His heart, that seeks our highest good,
Knows well when things annoy;
We would not long for Heaven
If earth held only joy.

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That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.

2 Corinthians 12:10