No wound is too great
No enemy too strong
To stop the Father’s hand
From composing pain to a wondrous song
No sorrow is too deep
No night is too long
To prevent the Father’s hand
From righting every wrong
No wound is too great
No enemy too strong
To stop the Father’s hand
From composing pain to a wondrous song
No sorrow is too deep
No night is too long
To prevent the Father’s hand
From righting every wrong
Christian Poetry, Thoughts & Analogies 