| Lost and alone. No home of my own. But You came. Sinking, in a sea of sin, No one there, to pull me in. But You came. Trouble circled all around me. How, could I ever get free? Until You came? You came Lord, for me. On the wings of a dove. Setting me free, By the power of God’s love. What can I do? In this world without you? Lord, You came! Where could I go? What would I know? Til You came! I cannot hide, This truth inside. That You came! You came Lord, for me. On the wings of a dove. Setting me free, By the power of God’s love. |
 | Note: This post is linked to Spiritual Sundays (hosted by Charlotte). |
8 comments:
You came, dear friend, for a time in my life when I desperately needed friends. You're still here, even when I have not been - so self-absorbed in my life & not taking the time to spend on here (or to read e-mails or anything) just to offer support for others who may need it. Just know, though, that I pray for you & LOVE what you've written here. I hope life is treating you well. Hugs ~ Merana
Thank you for sharing your beautiful poem. I'm so thankful that He came.
Blessings,
Charlotte
Thank you MTJ for sharing this beautiful poem with us. I thank God daily that He allowed His only Son to die for me on the cross. God's blessings, Lloyd
Beautiful post, so encouraging.
Beautiful! Amen!
So thankful He came for me...and comes, and comes!
Beautifully written!!!! Beautiful! I haven't visited in a while; and I am so glad that I did come by for a visit! :)
I like your poem very much. Thank you for sharing
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