An Original Work / June 16, 2018
No matter what may come my way,
I choose to not from my Lord stray.
I welcome Him, with open arms.
My circumstances, not alarm.
He comforts me with all His love.
I keep my eyes on what’s above.
He tenderly speaks words to me.
They tell me who I ought to be.
My Lord loves me, and I love Him.
My love for Him is not a whim.
I follow Him where’er He leads.
He teaches me, and my needs meet.
I love to hear Him gently say,
“I love you, daughter, for always.”
He never will leave, forsake me.
In Him, I live eternally.