Friday, 1 April 2016

I cried out to the LORD  for help.
And He saved me once again.
I looked to the sky through teary blurred eyes
And standing before me, He showed His comfort and grace.
Wiped the tears from my face and said:
'There there, do not worry, I am hear'
He climbed into my boat
When I came to the end of myself.
When sin was drowning me -
He set me free. 

Mark 6'45-56                                                                                                                      
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