Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Providence

A surprise check arrived in the daily mail
And then a brand new bill to pay
I thought the old man'd be upset
Till I overheard him say

"How blessed I am
That the Lord provides
Always in the nick of time
I know that I can count on Him
Ain't Providence divine"

His truck broke down on a dusty road
Coming back home from town
He grinned as the sun broke right through the rain
And picked some flowers on his way, sayin'

"How blessed I am
That the Lord provides
Always in the nick of time
I know that I can count on him
Ain't Providence divine"

His wife was near her mortal end
Full of rising pain and fear
And the Lord he took her life that day
And brought her spirit near

I thought that this would be the day
My friend's faith would lose its light
But he said to me "it was answered prayers
That the Lord ended her fight

How blessed I am
That the Lord provides
Always in the nick of time
I know that I can count on Him
Ain't Providence divine"

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