Some days I feel small
Too weak to walk
Then I stop and wait
And you lift my cares and fears.
Some days I feel alone
Without a friend to hold
Then you pull me in from the cold
And remind me I belong in your fold.
Some days I feel tired
Without a thing to keep me inspired
Then you embrace my dreams and desire
And you keep me constantly on fire.
Some days I feel afraid
Without someone to come to my aid
Then you sift through my anger, confusion and strife
And pick up the broken pieces of my life.
Psalms 61:2
From the ends of the earth I call to you,
I call as my heart grows faint;
Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
My Words of Hope 