Friday, August 25, 2023

Far; Near.

Falling down, You pick me up,
All but now, top of my heart,
Reality of work has won my time

May I then, still call You mine?

For a dime, I've chosen wrong
Aim for time, bid me be wise
Ready to leave, You will suffice

Is it all still not too late?

Please be

Now and forever my only God
Every day my waking start
And at night, my Comforter
Rest, confidante, the One I trust.

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