Show Me The Way

Falling away from the Church 
No need to believe 
Some would say . . .

All my help comes 
In trust
In the Lord
No enemy shall harm me
The Lord is my armor 
Guide me
Fill me
Holy Spirit
As I wait in faith 
Mercy and Love
meet me
Wash over me
Know I what is good 
Repentance 
God forgives 
His Grace is beneficial 
Sufficient for my path 
though blinding darkness and light 
Belay me 
Save 
Not delay
Push me 
Lift my bowed brow
That I might see Heaven 
That my suffering not be in vain 
That my soul shall linger in goodness 
That my seeds be sewn in fertile soil 
That my fruit be plentiful 
And beneficial to Thee

Bill Marable
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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