Jeremiah 29

Here is a wonderful poem from my Compassion UK friend, Hazel:

Rest dear child, thy Father’s hand  

Will lead thee to the Promised Land  
His time, His thought, none can change  
For long it seems yet His love remains  
For His time, His purpose to perform  
Oh rest my soul, all is well.  
  
Rest thee on His promise sure  
That deliverance will come, no more  
To worship far from home and place  
The Father’s house soon to embrace  
My thoughts towards thee Oh Israel  
Are sweet, to accomplish all My will  
So houses, gardens, children plant  
And then return to Me with all Your heart  
  
My purpose to chide thee, oh patient  
My love for you;  
I will return to thee  
To carry you home.

~ by Juli Jarvis on March 28, 2009.