Monday, March 3, 2008


For Every Sorrow

For every sorrow you bestow,
You also send a sweetness,
Drilling each and every pain,
In your dear Love;s completeness,
You always keep reminding me,
As long as each man live,
That while one hand may take away,
Your other always gives.

For every rock that cuts my foot,
You move a stone away,

And when life asks too much, You find
A price that I can pay.
When my cries are loudest,
And seem to no avail,
And walls rise up to block any path,
You blaze another trail.

Each time my heart grows weary,
You send Your blessed peace,
And when by boat is tempest-tossed,
You bid the storm to cease.

So side by side, we walk along,
My Lord and Dearest Friend,
For every cross I carry,
You lift the other end.

Poem by Grace E. Easley
from Salesian Missions New Hope Books