For Every
Sunset


Every time the sun's last glow
Falls into the western skies,
Without a doubt, we surely know
That in the east it soon will rise.

And every time we see a storm
That brings its rain and snow and hail,
Will not be long before the warm
And summer breezes shall prevail.

When hardships seem to come on strong
And we're beset by trials sore,
We surely know 'twill not be long,
Before, in love, he says "no more!"

All things work for good to those
Who trust him where they cannot trace.
When sunrise comes with brightest glows
They's praise his providence and grace.

Written and contributed
by Carl Hagensick