Before His Cold

Psalm 147:15-19 The cold and snow, The wind that blows, Its time to go  Inside he knows. Then just as soon  Hes in the room, He hears the tune  Of drums—boom! boom! The ice and hail Hit hard the door, They would assail  Him all the more. But safe inside, He sits in peace. He will abide, The cold will cease. “Spring—it is near!”  Warm breezes tell.  Ice sheds a tear;  The rivers swell. So he sees then God’s perfect way,  Of every season  In every day. Connie Meyer is the...