Monday 8 August 2016

When I was lost

When I was lost I was alone
Felt so very far from home
But as anyone could see
By those footprints beside the sea
Another actually walked
Right there beside me
Jesus carried me all along
I was weak but He is strong
In His arms I was lifted up
From down in that deepest
Darkest pit; He saw my tears
He cared for me...
Today I am again forlorn
My sadness comes
It will not go
In my heart I know it's true
Jesus knows my pain
I'm telling you
He sees my tears
Understands my fears
In His arms I am at peace
There; as I am carried
I find my sweet release
Thank you dear Jesus...
For still loving me

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