Freda's Garden:

Welcome to my Garden:

Today's poem was taken from today's "Beside The Still Waters"

IN MY DARKEST HOURS

In my darkest hours
God sees my pain.
In my darkest hours
His peace I gain.

In my darkest hours
He sees all my tears.
In my darkest hours
He relieves my fears.

In my darkest hours
I feel His presence, you see.
In my darkest hours
He walks this path with me.

In my darkest hours
He's here through each night.
In my darkest hours
His light shines ever bright!

Freda Fullerton
July 10, 2018