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CASTLES IN THE SAND
by Cyndi Brandon Help me, Lord, to understand Why the wicked easily build beautiful castles in the sand While the righteous work so laboriously To carve humble homes in humility As we look out across the way We see the wicked romp and play While on we toil with sweat and pain Seems to be little more we've gained Then the horizon darkens with a threatening storm The wicked run into their castles to keep dry and warm Still we work right up to the end Till the clouds are upon us and the storm rolls in The rain comes pounding down The wind howls furiously all around In our humble homes on this Rock we hide Kept safe from the raging storm outside The tempest wanes and we emerge To find the wicked lost in the surge No more do we envy beautiful castles in the sand Our homes on the Rock continue to stand! Cyndi Brandon shares her home in West Tennessee with her husband, Gerald and their cat, Ruby. A born again believer for almost 30 years, teaching and writing Bible Studies is her calling, her heart and her greatest pleasure. Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |