Yours is the Kingdom

That night when you find that you’re lonely,
and the dark clouds of gloom seem to rise,
the feeling you have you’ll go hungry
that the cupboard and shelf might be bare
and the world is upturned
and your trust has been spurned,
like chaff blown away on the air;

Fear not, little flock, fear not.
Fear not for what you will eat
Fear not for what might be taken.
Fear not for yours is The Kingdom,
a gift from your Father in heaven,
The Kingdom that cannot be shaken.

That day when you wake up and wonder
if it might be your last on this earth,
when you open your sad weary eyes
just to shut them again like a door
and the light is too bright
and your soul like the night
is dark as an invisible war;

Fear not, little flock, fear not.
Fear not for what you will eat
Fear not for what might be taken.
Fear not for yours is The Kingdom,
a gift from your Father in heaven,
The Kingdom that cannot be shaken.

That moment your hopes have been shattered
and you find they were terribly small,
when you feel so lost and abandoned
like a child who’s wandered from home,
and lilies are dressed
and ravens are blessed
and your faith is a whispered song;

Fear not, little flock, fear not.
Fear not for what you will eat
Fear not for what might be taken.
Fear not for yours is The Kingdom,
a gift from your Father in heaven,
The Kingdom that cannot be shaken.

Fear not, little flock, fear not.

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