EArlier, I was so frustrated.
I was weak, tired and stressed out
and there was one i could call by name
heartache healer and best friend
....my hope retriever and loving savior
all didn't matter after that
just a muttering of stringed words broke screaming despair
too much it seemed but it was but a pebble in difference
I called him by name
my peacemaker who held on to my hand
change and circumstance push and pull
but this foothold that's familiar--its home
I love feeling him nearer.
I love the music that praises him
I love him
...my all: Jesus (I love you, your name, my great comforter and healer)
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