“God’s Guiding Hand Sees You Through”

From prison’s depths to Pharaoh’s throne,

Joseph stood in wisdom known.

No longer bound, no longer chained,

His path of trials was not in vain.

Once a robe of colors bright,

His father’s love, his heart’s delight.

Now Pharaoh’s hand lifts him high,

A robe of power, honor high.

A ring upon his steady hand,

Chariots roll at his command.

Egypt bows to Joseph’s might,

A servant true, a leader’s light.

For dreams had spoken, truth made clear,

God’s great plan was drawing near.

Through famine’s dark and troubled years,

Joseph led, removed all fears.

The robe of love, the robe of grace,

Now royal robes, a higher place.

Yet through it all, one thing is true,  

God’s guiding hand has seen him through.

© Unknown Christian