Amidst the darkened silent night
To stir up pain and quench the light
There roared a storm out of the curse
Its ancient deceits to rehearse
Yet in the darkness dense and deep
There is the God who never sleeps
Who watches over all our trials
And takes us through them mile by mile
God of all consolation
When our anxieties attain
God of our salvation
You calm our hearts and ease our pain
You reveal yourself to be
Good and true to me
There amidst our suffering souls
You have comforted and consoled
God of all consolation, hear my plea.
The day of trouble is each day
And troubled times call us to pray
We have an intercessor who will heed
Our cries for the comfort that we need
God of all consolation
When our anxieties attain
God of our salvation
You calm our hearts and ease our pain
You reveal yourself to be
Good and true to me
There amidst our suffering souls
You have comforted and consoled
God of all consolation, hear my plea.
December 14, 2021
Anthony Foster
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