When my world is shattered,
And all is gone and lost,
Will You be there?
When all has left,
Never to return,
Will You come when I call?
When sounds die off,
And everything goes still,
Will You hear my voice?
When I’m standing alone, even in a crowd,
Hands stretched out…waiting…
Will You come and take my hand?
When everything seems to be a mess,
And my eyes are fixed on the ground,
Will You still look me in the eyes?
When tears blurred my vision,
And I can’t see the way,
Will You walk beside me?
Who are You?
Where are You?
Father hear my cry!
I will be true
To the promise I have made,
I will be here!
When you wake in the morning
And the future seems unclear
I will be here!
When your heart feels like breaking,
When you need a shoulder to cry on
I will be here!
Ps.31: 22 “For I said in my haste, I am cut off from before Thine eyes: nevertheless Thou heardest the voice of my supplications when I cried unto Thee! ”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem