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To feel your hand in my hand, Your words in my ear, Your heart beneath my palm-- I would give anything. I picture your soft voice Chasing away the sadness And lending hope to my broken heart. My world feels empty, My forces lacking. How am I to tackle this war With no one on my side? True-- My God is loving; He is strong and compassionate. I know that in him, I cannot fail. But staying ahead of failure Is not the same as finding success. If I am to succeed, This emptiness must be filled. I need strength beside me, As well as within me. I need a hand to hold, And a smile to return. Why did God give you to me, Only to let the distance keep you from me?
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Apr 28, 2016
Apr 28, 2016 at 9:46 PM UTC
A Hand to Hold
To feel your hand in my hand, Your words in my ear, Your heart beneath my palm-- I would give anything. I picture your soft voice Chasing away the sadness And lending hope to my broken heart. My world feels empty, My forces lacking. How am I to tackle this war With no one on my side? True-- My God is loving; He is strong and compassionate. I know that in him, I cannot fail. But staying ahead of failure Is not the same as finding success. If I am to succeed, This emptiness must be filled. I need strength beside me, As well as within me. I need a hand to hold, And a smile to return. Why did God give you to me, Only to let the distance keep you from me?
nightingale74
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Apr 28, 2016
Apr 28, 2016 at 9:46 PM UTC
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