Sunday With The Lord.... Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan
Sunday With The Lord....
The fears that i had carried
troubled me no more
soon my battered vessel
was safe upon the shore.
i thanked Him for His mercy
His word that rescued me
there remained still a question
from my struggle on the sea.
God, where art Thou dwelling
when the winds began to blow?
Thou must have seen the darkness
yet, Thine coming seemed too slow.
"You were in My love-care, "
i heard Him reply.
"The things that frightened you
did not escape My eye"....
Photography by Sylvia Frances Chan titled: "On Top of the Grand Canyon"-USA
AD. Sunday the 5th of August 2018
West-European Time Zone
about God and i
the continuing story
as i love to think and create
Thank you for reading
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Photography by Sylvia Frances Chan titled: "On Top of the Grand Canyon"-USA
Sylvia Frances Chan
AD. Sunday the 5th of August 2018
West-European Time
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7/30/2025 5:10:06 AM # 1.0.0
A beautiful poem! My favorite lines: God, where art Thou dwelling when the winds began to blow? /Thou must have seen the darkness/yet, Thine coming seemed too slow! A sublime piece of work my friend! (10)