I know of your ways
My precious child.
A little grey
Around the edges
And most certainly wild.
But you will not be forsaken
For you have found the Way.
Now the hands that I have taken,
Are yours on this day.
I will lead you to the River
Where the Son has risen,
Where the past is forgotten and your sins are forgiven.
My grace and compassion
Will pour down from My throne,
You will not be abandoned,
You are never alone.
After the dust of self-indulgence and sin settled and all your friends and love ones have parted from you, God remains!
My precious child.
A little grey
Around the edges
And most certainly wild.
But you will not be forsaken
For you have found the Way.
Now the hands that I have taken,
Are yours on this day.
I will lead you to the River
Where the Son has risen,
Where the past is forgotten and your sins are forgiven.
My grace and compassion
Will pour down from My throne,
You will not be abandoned,
You are never alone.
After the dust of self-indulgence and sin settled and all your friends and love ones have parted from you, God remains!
