Though the waves of the ocean beat upon my brow, pressing me to stumble, God’s love lasts forever. Though the darkness surrounds me, wanting to swallow me whole, God’s love lasts forever. Though my heart plunges in sadness for my loss, God’s love lasts forever.
“We rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.” (Romans 5:3-5)
Though the mountains crumble around me, burying me in its dirt, God’s love lasts forever. Though the winds hurl me about, tossing me to the ground, God’s love lasts forever. Though my legs give way to my weakness, I will not surrender, for God’s love lasts forever.
God’s love is perfect. God’s love is kind. It never departs when beaten, never flees when surrounded and never withdraws when sorrow wraps me in its cold grip.
God’s love never fails. The mountains will not bury me, the winds will not pitch me, my legs will stand firm, for God’s love lasts forever.