I never had a father who held me like You do. At times that wreaked of sheer disaster, YOU have pulled me through.
Waves of the smell of roses poured over me once, bringing peace to my heart and soul, the time of my again-deliverance when YOU came to restore my soul; from the torments of past and present pain which had crept into my mind again.
Self-pity….. that ever scouring foe had reduced me to hopelessness once more.
How could I ever forget Your gentle loving touch which so many times lifted my heart from the turmoil within?….. Wearing at my lack of trust, and crushing my self-sufficiency at last.
Torment and discouragement leave me now. You’ll never have a grip on me the way you did before. For if you dare to come for me again, My King on knighted steed will rescue me once more.
Swift as eagles fly or faster, He will come and send His warriors then, to make me strong, and to strip you of armaments too weak to withstand the glorious blade of righteousness He holds within His hand!
by: PRISCILLA VAN SUTPHIN of Upstream Ministries, California www.upstreamca.organd www.blogtalkradio.com/UpstreamEmail: email@example.com Donate to Upstream: via secure Paypal by sending as gift to firstname.lastname@example.org or send to: Upstream, PMB 545, 14311 Newport Blvd, Suite G, Tustin, CA 9278.