Sunday, July 6, 2014
Far From Home
You hold me when I pass through chilling waters
You hold me when I am too far from home
The sun still shines as if I’m on Your doorstep
After a lifetime must I walk a brand new road?
You are close when all else is unfamiliar
You are my joy, my heart and my beloved home…
Oh precious lord I would be even nearer
I fear no space when in Your arms enclosed.
W.B July ‘14
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