Wednesday, June 11, 2014
My Hiding Place.
I’m here again, Lord. You are my hiding place
Nowhere to run to while I’m in Your embrace
I need Your Peace Lord, turmoil surrounds me
I’m on my knees again, keep Your arms round me.
I’m here again Lord, for You said ‘Come to Me’
Dark mists surround me and now I cannot see
Which way to turn, Lord, and still be in Your will?
Please would You touch me and show me You’re here still.
You hear again Lord, before I called to You
Not now and then, and I can rely on You
The storms of life may try to drag me down
But in Your love I happily will drown.
W.B. June ‘14