When the world has crashed about your feet,
And the skies are sombre grey,
When you feel that life is over
And there's nothing left to say,
Turn your eyes toward the Master
He will always see you through,
He will open up new vistas,
That He's keeping --- just for you.
When your soul is most despondent
And of all you are bereft
That's the time to trust the Master,
For there's always something left.
And the skies are sombre grey,
When you feel that life is over
And there's nothing left to say,
Turn your eyes toward the Master
He will always see you through,
He will open up new vistas,
That He's keeping --- just for you.
When your soul is most despondent
And of all you are bereft
That's the time to trust the Master,
For there's always something left.
~ Mary Lavinia Silvia
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