The Upper Window
When God spake unto Noah and told him, Son, build an ark, the Lord knew well that vessel would cheerless be and Ark.
So God said, build a window without look toward the sky, that when it’s dark and lonesome, you’ll see Me standing by.
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The storms will come, but fear not. Old Noah, I am nigh, and through the upper window, you’ll see Me standing by.
It may be that affliction will rack and rend your frame until your mortal body is seared with fevered flame.
But do not be discouraged. Just lift your tear dimmed eye and through that upper window you’ll see Jesus standing by.
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Perhaps you’ll suffer losses like houses, lands and gold, and you will feel your homeless and penniless and old, but sweetest peace and comfort will lift your painful sigh when through that upper window, you’ll see Me standing by.
The storms will come, but fear not. Oh children, I am high, and through the upper window you’ll see Me standing by.
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It may be that bereavement will take a loved one, dear, a soul that brought you gladness, real happiness and cheer, but it will cheer your sad heart when loved ones from you fly, when through that upper window, you’ll see Jesus standing by.
In every storm, every loss, every moment of pain, God gives us a window. Look up.