You Reached Down

Written by: Stephan McBride

You Reached Down


When my arms where getting tired
And the water was coming
Over my head about to drown
While all smiles had turned to frown
You reached down
And gave me your hand
And said my child come with me
I am preparing a wonderful land
Where the godly will be as
Numerous as the grains of sand
My child I will wipe away those tears
And always be near
So there is nothing to fear
I am now with you
Listen to me as I guide
And I will comfort you in these wicked times
You say My Child 
Go out and shine like a light
So all can see the one with all might
Is coming to gather his children
Bringing them home to unite