MY DEAR LORD

I run to the Lord with my problems,
And find He is waiting for me.
With His arms open wide,
He draws me inside,
And binds up my wounds tenderly.

I lean upon Him when I’m weary,
And draw from His strength when I’m weak.
He conquers my fears,
And dries all my tears,
And blessings I find when I seek.

I never could manage without Him.
I wouldn’t know where to begin.
For He came down to earth,
To give me new birth,
And He died to forgive all my sin.


My Friend, if you know not my Jesus,
I pray you will trust Him and pray.
Your sins He’ll forgive,
And with new life you’ll live,
In a mansion in Heaven some day.

Betty Jo Mings © 2006