Go to Him with little things
Be ye not afraid.
He who made the daffodils
Wants to give you aid.
Tarry not upon your strife
Give it all to Him.
He who gave His life for you
Will cleanse you from all sin.
Know ye not how much He cares;
How much He dearly loves?
Each of His precious children here
Are called to live above.
Let Him calm your troubled heart
As He calmed the storm.
His raised hand will shelter you.
Keep you from all harm.
Worry not another day
Give your tears to Him.
He who gave His life for you
Will gladly bring you in.
Learn to sing when darkness falls
Lift your voice in Praise!
Let His warm and Holy Light
Chase your fears away.
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