We often wait and tarry
Watching the ticking clock
Our minds go into hurry
It seems we lose the track
We spend moments on waiting
Beneath the silent sun
And our hearts start on doubting
If work and time are gone
But we don't need to worry
God makes us understand-
The struggles; sharp and fiery
There are things He has planned.
For the values of waiting
Make a big difference
Treasure them as a blessing
They are faith and patience.
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