Beautiful child of Mine, come
lay your weary head upon My chest
Let me dry those tears you weep
~ come to Me and rest
I've heard the aching of your heart
I've seen you on your knees
now take My hand; I will help you stand
~ lay your burdens on Me
Take the hand I offer you
be safe in My arms of love
I will fight to make things right
~ I know you've struggled enough
I love you, child; you're My heart's desire
I have loved you since the beginning of time
I'm here for you; I will carry you through
~ now rest in these arms of Mine
~ God ~
© Donna Keevers Driver.
Subject : For those with an aching heart...
Posted Date: : 25 May 2009, 11:54 AM