God of All Comfort
Let me nestle secure
on my Father's breast.
Let me be rocked gently
enfolded in His arms.
Let me hear in stillness
His soft-sung lullaby.
Let me sleep undisturbed
in His perfect peace.
Let me wake hushed
less bruised by life's hurts.
Copyright © Chetta Achara | Year Posted 2021
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