When I am knee high,
in grief and sorrow
when I am anxious
about each tomorrow.
I look at the span,
of God’s mercy . . .
instead of the extent
of my worry.
When I am waist deep,
in the vast unknown
when fear’s grip
clinches my backbone
I look to the depth,
of God’s grace . . .
instead of the expanse
of the dark space.
When I am as low,
as I can possibly go . . .
I look to the favor
God on me bestows!
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Let us therefore come
boldly unto the throne
of grace, that we may
obtain mercy, and find
grace to help in time of need.
King James Version
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Copyright 2021
Deborah Ann Belka
~ to GOD be the GLORY ~
