Carry Me
Fog creeps about and it is all that I can see
Your words they comfort and set my spirit free
I can’t pierce through the showers
Or unpredictable strong towers
But your love has no restrictions
Larger than all these afflictions.
Secluded for a season
My soul cries out
Lift me up softly from all this doubt
Storms of great refreshing are passing through this land
You promised to carry me in Your mighty hand.
Mist above a lake… the product of past mistakes
Vapors in the haze, my life now one big maze
The murkiness in the silence, I yearn to be relieved
The nothingness overwhelms me like midnight's vile thieves.
Secluded for a season
My soul cries out
Lift me up softly from all this doubt
Storms of great refreshing pass through this land
You promised to carry me in Your mighty hand
You promised to carry me in Your mighty hand.
By: Sabina Nicole
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