I’m not sure what to say tonight,
The world seems shifting sand,
Yet everything that startles me
Is just what You had planned.
And felt You shake this world.
I’ve seen comets shoot through the sky,
Their ion trails unfurled.
The oceans heed Your call.
You see even the smallest birds,
And know if one should fall.
Of which You’re not aware,
And nothing we might try to do
Happens outside Your care.
Built upon shifting sand,
Your plans are rock solid and I
Will hold tight to Your hand.
The heart of man plans his way, but the Lord establishes
his steps.
Saturday, February 28, 2026
Shifting Sand
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