My Shelter
My tears, like rain, unceasingly fall
They're battering down the retaining wall
Washing away all guilt and pain
So that I could start living freely again
When will it stop? I feel so weak
When will my soul have the peace I seek?
I look to the heavens and seek Your face
You're my shelter, O Lord, in a stormy place
The waters are rising, I fear I'll be drowned
As the waves all around me continually pound
My body is tired, my limbs so sore
I'm literally drained, I can't fight anymore
When I find the world has no answers for me
No remedy or cure that can set me free
On my knees in prayer I'm filled with grace
You're my shelter, O Lord, in a stormy place
I have faith that the sun will shine one day
And brighten the sadness and pain away
The birds will sing and the flowers will bloom
A new beginning will replace the gloom
Until that day when my soul is healed
And my love and Yours are eternally sealed
I'll place my life on a biblical base
You're my shelter, O Lord, in a stormy place
(c) Paulette Wedmore august 20th 2003
1 comment:
hello mrs wedmore! its Sally! this is probably beyond random, but a couple of minutes prior to this i found a book and begun to read....i found out that you are infact the author. so in an attempt to contact you. here i am. Mrs Wedmore. There is so much ive already learnt from your book and i literally just read it.you are probably one of the most special people in my life. i hope we can meet up really really soon. really really! id like nothing more than to talk to you about life. sooo much love. and of course the biggest of hugs. love Sally
sally_conwell116@hotmail.com
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