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lirik lagu ghizela rowe - january by alice carey

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the year has lost its leaves again
the world looks old and grim;
god folds his robe of glory thus
that we may see but him

and all his stormy messengers
that come with whirlwind breath
beat out our chaff of vanity
and leave the grains of faith

we will not feel, while summer waits
her rich delights to share
what sinners, miserably bad,~
how weak and poor we are

we read through fields of speckled flowers
as if we did not know
our father made them beautiful
because he loves us so

we hold his splendors in our hands
as if we held the dust
and deal his judgment, as if man
than god could be more just

we seek, in prayers and penances
to do the martyr’s part
remembering not, the promises
are to the pure in heart
from evil and forbidden things
some good we think to win
and to the last ~n~lysis
experiment with sin

we seek no oil in summer time
our winter lamp to trim
but strive to bring god down to us
more than to rise to him

and when that he is nearest, most
our weak complaints we raise
lacking the wisdom to perceive
the mystery of his ways

for, when drawn closest to himself
then least his love we mark;
the very wings that shelter us
from peril, make it dark

sometimes he takes his hands from us
when storms the loudest blow
that we may learn how weak, alone,~
how strong in him, we grow

through the cross iron of our free will
and fate, we plead for light
as if god gave us not enough
to do our work aright
we will not see, but madly take
the wrong and crooked path
and in our own hearts light the fires
of a consuming wrath

the fashion of his providence
our way is so above
we serve him most who take the most
of his exhaustless love

we serve him in the good we do
the blessings we embrace
not lighting farthing candles for
the palace of his grace

he has no need of our poor aid
his purpose to pursue;
’tis for our pleasure, not for his
that we his work must do

then blow, o wild winds, as ye list
and let the world look grim,~
god folds his robe of glory thus
that we may see but him


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