In the midst of daily struggle it's easy to forget the blessings of the past, overlook the small joys of today and lose sight of the hope for the future. Stopping to look at all three.

The One

When an empty room can't put the soul at peace

When the company of people cannot grant release

When nature has not yet burst forth with life

In order that a solitary soul may yet to strength revive

When dancing drink will not permit the thoughts to leave

When sleep escapes on wings of doubtful grief

When nothing changes as it was expected to

There is only One, the One always worth turning to.

That One can put my soul to rest

His hand protects and shelters as can no-one else

His love makes me forget my fears

His comfort wipes away all tears.