Lord Hold me

Lord hold me, I need to be near
I’m starving for You yet still filled with fear
Fear that I’ll lose You; Fear I will fall
Angry words have unbalanced me, Lord You are my all.

Murmuring voices; words that condemn
What are my choices? For You now and then?
Never no, never! You Lord alone
Stifle those voices! You Lord are my Home

Nothing will save me. You already died
Shame sets on fire my Christ Crucified
Loving and longing for You alone
Please Saviour call me and take me back home.
W.B