I want to cry into the lords arms.
Be safe in his presence and come to no harm.
I want to be supported by the lord.
But a river comes at me fast and broad.
And I am but a flower in the way.
I can’t move I have to stay.
The river is the world coming to flatten me.
For he is the lord who protects me.
He loves me and weeps for me.
I stand firm in him.
The river won’t even splash me at his whim.
Lord all I have to do is trust in you
That is all I have to do.
Because I already love you.
But I am crippled by fears.
Lord why didn’t I trust you all these years.
But there is still time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There's always time, he's not going anywhere, he just waiting for you