Luke 6:21

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ever moving from bloom to bloom,

Hungering to be fed;
Never able to rest for long,
Moving on through the bed.

I feel your hunger now and then,

The need to look for more,
Although I know that abundance
Is what God holds in store.

If I could only trust and wait,

How much more peace I’d know;
But my faith is slow in its growth
So I hunger and go.

Someday I’ll find my faith has grown

Enough to let me rest.
Until then, I will work on it
And pray I pass that test.

Luke 6:21

Blessed are you who hunger now, for you will be satisfied. Blessed are you who weep now, for you will laugh.