Rainbow

A Triumphal arch that fills the sky,

When storms prepare to part,

I ask not proud philosophy,

To teach me what thou art.

When you see a rainbow,

The colours they do show,

They blend together so well, 

Some even seem to glow.

I love to look at the rainbow,

Not merely because it is pretty to see,

But because it reminds me of God's promise,

That there are good things in store for me. 

Rainbows appear after mighty storms,

When things look their worst,

Just when the sky is dark and gray,

Out of Heaven does a rainbow burst.

The rainbow is a sign of God's promise,

That He will guide us through any storm,

That He will ease all our troubles,

No matter what their form.

So when you feel battered by life's storms,

And you are filled with doubt and dismay,

Just remember God's rainbow is coming,

For it's blessing you have only to pray!