My Savior,
How many lashes did you take
For us?
my addiction was a spike in Your Flesh
Christ, for me, my Love
You did bleed.
My Stripe, Oh Savior
I will look upon with weeping eyes
And a heart pouring love through You
I am within You-
Where I belong
In a Song
With my Father
All Along
Thy Hand in mine
Through hills and the valley's-
Alone so often
You would have to come
To me...
A Visitor.
To a sick child
As in a hospital, with no visitors
Ye were there with me
And in Truth I was never alone.