ONLY YOU MY PRECIOUS SAVIOR
Only You, My Precious Savior can guide me,
In times of trials I can barely withstand.
My illness has bonded me to hurt and dismay,
Leaving me with a torturous demand.
It is these times I reach out more,
Knowing You never refuse me,
Though my faith leaves me sometimes,
Each footstep has become hesitantly.
Only You, My Precious Savior knows my situation,
You feel my pain, twisting me inside.
You never leave me alone to make the walk,
Always staying by me for the trying ride.
When my hope falters in moments of great pain,
You tell me to walk in Your light,
A place where I can be safe in Your love.
Together we will win the fight.
Only You, My Precious Savior understands,
The trials I have to go through each day,
Holding me in Your arms of safety,
Showing me the correct pathway.
Giving me hope when my legs falter,
You strengthen my faith in times of hopelessness felt,
Giving me the will to overpower the sickness,
Together We will travel the spiritual veldt.
Dorothy E. Scott
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My Father's Eyes
My Mojo Revster Shan's Faith Book