You’re the shoulder I lean on when tears blind my eyes
and the voice that brings peace during the storm.
You’re the hand that I hold when fears surround me
and the smile I look for when I can’t tell which way is up.
You’re the arms that cradle me when I’m lonely and afraid
and the fingers that gently tilt my face to You.
You’re the eyes that pierce the darkest of my nights
and the ears that hear every teardrop fall.
You’re the feet that I long to wash as I weep
and the breath that infuses my weary spirit with life.
Father, You alone are everything I need…all I want.
And I praise You!
By Jessica Yoder
powerful, beautiful imagery…