The Lord walks beside us
Each and everyday
In the form of another
Like a friend or a brother
When we are lost and lonely
With no one to set us free
From all that is troubling us
A hand held out
A soothing word
That's all we really need
Melting all our sorrows
Setting us free
Oh how the Lord touches us
Even though He's never seen
For He has His helpers
Who are there to meet our needs
Some call them angels
I just call them DEAR
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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I meet one of them today