Be The One Still Standing

Be strong, My child.
Stand as long as you can;
Storms are coming against you,
But you're in the palm of My hand.

Look at the trees.
Many storms, they've been through;
Yet they're all still standing -
That's what I want you to do.

There have been other trees
That were young, and not mature;
Life knocked them down
From storms they couldn't endure.

Those who are weak
Need more time to grow;
They're not grounded in My Word,
And My Son - they don't know.

You hold on to My promises.
But for how long?
Will you give up, and fall
Or be the one still standing strong?