by Mary G. Wockenfuss

Created on: October 21, 2008

Encircle me in the arms of Your Love
My Lord, how I need you this night
How much loss have I suffered, I begin to fall
Catch me before I hit the ground!

I plead with You, Lord, for I am troubled
Such pain and confusion, they hurt me so
I seem to be losing the light from Thy Face
Does the flame begin to die within me?

Nay, my child, but you have neglected me.
Long has it been since your prayers ascended to me.
As my parable of the Prodigal Son,
I wait for you, and will run to you
When you seek for me.

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