My Desp’rate need exposed in my distress
A broken heart wide open can receive
A gentle and compassionate caress
The tender touch of Gilead’s reprieve
From pain invited as I turned around
To go my own direction and toward–
My imminent destruction; But I found
Unfailing in His faithfulness, the Lord–
Still holding out True North in love’s pure light
The shadows of illusion shrinking fast;
And I can walk by faith and not by sight
The passageway to life He gave to last.
To live under his shelter is to know
That His way is the only way to Go!
Copyright © 2016 by Deone Emineth