Child, think not that you are alone
Think not that I don’t care
Believe only in My Love for you
Trust that I am truly there.
There...in your valleys, your shadows of death,
There...in your Gesthemane
There...in your own Golgatha
There...if you search, you will find Me.
You think you’ve lost a precious love
It’s true—you’ve given it away
But now that you’ve abandoned Self,
I stand here ready to repay.
With arms outstretched, I beckon you
To look upon this cross
The tears you weep, I bleed them too
I feel your torment and loss.
And I long to hold you in my arms,
To wipe away your tears
Sweet Child, cry them no more now
Behold…the light appears.
And Love will reawaken your heart
In time, you’ll start to fly
You’ll know you were never truly alone—
‘Twas always you…and I.
1 comment:
I really like this poem...
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