“When Winter Is Upon You”
When winter is upon you
and nothing seems to grow
And everything around
you seems covered in a blanket of snow
Remember sleeping is
for a season… Springtime is near
And all the seeds are
growing and soon will appear
Grow high… Grow high…
and grow with me
Open your arms to the
sky…
and grow with me
Our Creator is drawing
night…
grow with me
Listen to the waking
cry
and grow with me
When your labor seems
to have no yield and your body is tired
Remember the snow-white
field and the harvest is sired
Resting is for a
season… then comes the joy of the dance
For every fruit there
is a season… in every circumstance
LN Maher
© 1996 Echoes of The
Lion’s Roar (10/15)
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