Christmas Specials

Love Holds My Cup

I do not know, I cannot know

Why this deep cup of sorrow

Was pressed so hard against my lips;

Perhaps I’ll learn tomorrow.

But if not, someday I’ll know

For mysteries all explained

Will find me proud when life looks up

That I kept faith through pain.

Meantime my God will grip my hand

And I’ll cling with my grip,

Sure that while drinking this I’ll learn,

Love holds it to my lips.

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