THE SON ROSE BY THE TRUTH
Raindrops falling and trickling down
The sound of whispering winds
The darkness so profound
Clouds covering the sky
As if the darkness is conveying a moments victory
A personal struggle or depression
My thoughts in session
With the spirit of truth
Then breaking the oppression
With a simple decision
Opening my eyes to the vision
Of the sun shining through
It is true, after every storm
A new sun is born, as is a new day
Though a day may be full of sun
Ones heart could be full of clouds
The same decision must be made
The Son rose By the truth
Isaiah 54:11 “Afflicted city, lashed by storms and not comforted, I will rebuild you with stones of turquoise, your foundations with lapis lazuli.
Acts 10:41 He was not seen by all the people, but by witnesses whom God had already chosen—by us who ate and drank with him after he rose from the dead.
Romans 4:17 As it is written: “I have made you a father of many nations.” He is our father in the sight of God, in whom he believed—the God who gives life to the dead and calls into being things that were not.