He Is There

In my times of distress He bends down to listen. When I am alone, like an owl in the desert, He hears my plea and comes to me. When my heart is sick, withered like grass, When my groaning is more then I can bear: He is there! He is there! I lie awake like a solitary bird on a roof It is then when I cry out that He comes to me. Tucks me in fluffs my pillow and caresses my head It is then when I sleep soundly, secure in my bed.