When I am broken and torn apart, I will reach for the hem of your garment and find healing. When life is like a raging ocean and I see you calling me into the waters, I will walk on the waters and reach for your hands. I will find refuge in your arms. In my weakness I will cover myself with your love. When the enemy says; he doesn't love you, and he didn't die for you. I will hold on to the mustered seed and carry my cross to the finish line for I know my Lord will see me through.