You Poem by Helen S B

Like a rose lone in the rain,
like a candle flame in the storm,
I stand right here still safe in your arms.
There are no more fears or tears,
in your grace.

Through the mist and the test,
from the ditch and devil’s niche,
when dreary this world loses its way,
forever safe in thee I stay,

Life’s unfair woes laden souls,
compromise bids to the evil owls.
They lurk in the dark where eyes are blind,
where hearts are hurt and souls stained.

O how I wish this world will know,
that indeed are you the one, they lo.
The one, one needs in emptiness,
when pain erupts or lies hidden.
You hate sin yet love the sinner;
separates chaff from the wheat.

You renew the shamed,
and heal the harmed.
Forgiving the repenting guilty,
removes condemnation and pity.

When my ground breaks you hold me,
from the tempest you hide me,
through the stormy waves of the ocean you find me,
whenever I call upon thee, Jesus, you answer me.