In all this darkness there is a light,
A song from God, sung in the “night.”
“Where is God!” some men demand.
“Where was His, mighty, omnipotent hand?”
Devastation from stormy blast…
Stricken faces—still aghast.
“Where is God…” their whispered plea.
“Doesn’t He care? Doesn’t He see?”
“How could He care—and look away?”
“Where was His LOVE that autumn day?”
“Oh God, if You are Love; if You are Light…”
“Where was Your shield; where was Your might?”
“Dear child,” in whispers soft and low—
A Voice, now speaks, so men will know.
“This evil thing that men have done…
Is why I sent My ONLY Son.”
“Where is God? you ask of Me.
He’s hanging there—for all to see…
Upon a cross… sent by Me,
To die upon that gruesome tree!”
“For every scheme and wicked plan,
Formed and fashioned there by man,
The glory of that cross will shine,
And ‘gold’ from grief—shall be mined…
If in your deepest pain and loss,
You seek your answers at my cross?
Blood met with BLOOD—shall be redeemed!
Every… EVIL… WICKED… scheme!”
Broken hearts—now wet with tears,
Covered! Cleansed! Conquered here!
Touched with glory from above;
Sealed forever—by My LOVE…
So love conquers—death and hate;
So Love—never comes, too late!
My cross is victory’s conquering light!
My cross drives back your blackest night.
Come My child, here, you will find;
Rest for weary heart and mind.
Hope reborn—Dreams anew!
At My cross, Light shines for you.
These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer;
I have overcome the world.”
John 16:33 KJV