Be near, My Lord

The doors are shut where ever I go

I look for peace and esteem is low

I need Your touch, and lifting peace

This anger and upset I must release

Going to and fro in life is so hard

I do realize this life is only borrowed

These days shall pass and be gone

And to You, I will be drawn

Yes, I know the day is coming, Dear Jesus

When you will be coming near us

So I will try to climb the hill to higher

ground

And the prize - will be the trumpet sound.

Lord,  I am tired

Help me relax

Lord, I am upset

Soothe me

Lord, I have gotten weak

Strengthen me

Lord, I am sad

Comfort me

Lord I am anxious

Teach me patience

But Lord , most of all

Please hold me..

..and continue to keep me in your will..

Without You I am nothing..

Written By ~ ©Kentucky_Lady4

September ~ 2003

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