Saturday, November 11, 2006

In the Palm of His Hands

O God!
My broken heart, it crys
Burning sin
Bring tears to my eyes.

Surely alone!
I suffocate in my despair
Lost, I wander
Longing for your tender care.

Left me!
On my knees, my hands how they reach
For forgiveness
My needs, even then, you meet.

Look up!
With tear stained and furrowed brow
Encircling about me
A host of loving smiles reach me now.

Your saints!
They hold me warm in your embrace
And it’s through their love
I pull the curtain from my face.

Gracious Jehovah!
Your saints touch my aching heart
Drawing me close to you
Where I’ve been, unaware from the start.

O God!
It is now that I see that I stay
In the palm of your hand
Today, tomorrow and allways.

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