In the Gray

I been in a ugly place, it's like everything is in the gray. 
I know um Blessed no matter what other's think or says, but still that don't take the pain away.
Their are some thing's you just can't escape.
Why hide it by putting a phony smile on my face?
I am walking in a dry place and everything look's gray.
God said he will give you green grass in a dry place, so soon an very soon this gray will fade away.

Until then i will stand in His loving Grace, looking fear in the face, telling the devil you can't take my Joy away.