IN YOUR DARKEST HOUR, HE IS THERE

When you're writhing in pain, and your body is weak,
The Lord hears your prayer, even when you can't speak.

He doesn't need words to know what's in your heart,
And He wants to be with you, and draw you apart

To show you the grace He delights to bestow,
As he wraps you in love, and He helps you to grow.

He promises strength for each day that you live,
And His storehouse is full - He has plenty to give.

So take heart, precious saint, and rest calm in His care,
For the Lord is as close as each weak, heart-felt prayer.

By Betty Jo Mings