07/11/2012

IN ALL MY DISTRESS

Father, look down on me.
Please come close to me.
Here, in all my distress.
Turn towards me.
Reach out Your hand.
Here, in all my distress.
Let Your voice whisper to me.
Please, just hold me.
Here, in all my distress.
Come comfort me.
Come soothe me.
Here, in all my distress.
Cover me with Your grace.
Wrap me in Your unfailing love.
Here, here, in all my distress.

SCOTT DAVID BUCKLEY-(07/11/2012)

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