Another oldie. I pray this message will minister to you.
The old man in the moon knows the sorrow you feel
And he shares all your pain and your grief.
The stars twinkle and wish they could offer some help
To give your greatest pain some relief.
But they know that a power much higher by far
Than the moon and the stars is the One
We must turn to when we need salvation, you know,
Not the moon or the stars, but the Son.
So don’t gaze at the darkness each evening alone,
And don’t wish on the moon and the stars.
You should look for the bright, morning sunshine, you see.
Let the Son heal each one of your scars.
Though I know that such words fall from lips every day
And it’s easier said than it’s done,
There is only one way past this pain; just forget
That old man in the moon—seek the Son.
©1999 Denise McKenney
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