Life’s changing scenes make their appeal
 To my poor, fickle frame,

Life’s changing scenes make their appeal
 To my poor, fickle frame,
And often change the way I feel,
 But God remains the same.

When circumstances fluctuate,
 My hopes may rise or fall,
But God, unhindered by my state,
 Is always over all.

Though hopes and fears by turns arise
 To steal my heart away,
The truth, without such lows and highs,
 Abides from day to day.

Though prayer may change a lot of things,
 If God in mercy grant,
Despite their fancy reasonings,
 My fickle feelings can’t.

Unaltered by what I may sense,
 All things are in His hands;
By unaffected providence
 The final outcome stands.

~ Nita Brainard

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