|
Post by onlyforhim on Nov 18, 2006 0:38:32 GMT -5
It's dark here, can't rely on sight, its raining harder now, can't rely on hearing its freezing here, can't rely on touch,
So I kneel in the rain, Lift my hands into the air, and praise His holy name, for He will never give me more than I can handle, for He is with me wherever I go.
|
|
|
Post by MIRIAM JACOB on Nov 18, 2006 7:35:46 GMT -5
What a beautiful poem. Thank you for sharing it. God bless!
|
|