In The Midst

In the midst of my pain, I call out to you.
I know you’re there in the distance
But I need to feel you near.
Where are the arms of yours I seek?
Will they give me relief?
Will they make me forget the dreadful road I’m on,
Or perhaps bring me a peace more beautiful than warmth.
These arms I dream of, oh let them carry my weight
And carry me ever closer to you,
Not just to escape the present but to secure my future.
Your love restores me, and makes me whole;
It fills in the gaps where the world has left me cold.
Heal me Jesus, love me Jesus.
Let me not do this alone.


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