Reaching Out To Me Poem by Boston Kelley

Great is your compassion and comfort, my God
fhat you stand with me through all trials.
Life brings forth pain and tribulation, yet Your Presence
fortifies me through it all.
In every season, Your comfort calms me, Your loving
hand is always holding on to me.
I reach out to the void, hoping anyone will reach back,
yet I grasp at thin air.
Your hand takes mine and never lets go; like a loving
partner, You always walk by my side.
O God, see how much this servant needs Your comfort;
his heart breaks in continual agony.
My eyes look to others for comfort and find emptiness;
I look to You and see peace without measure.
Human things offer little pleasure and the satisfaction
dies as soon as it is born.
In You, I have found contentment unequalled; no other
can fulfill me as You do.
I may walk through dangerous storms and face unconquerable grief,
but Your comfort sustains me through it all.