You see into my heart before I know to cry out — rescue arrives unlooked for.
You turn my path to avoid the thickets — the walking is easy as others falter.
I need but listen, and do your bidding.
Let me listen.
(Letter #3,342)
Daily Letters to God
You see into my heart before I know to cry out — rescue arrives unlooked for.
You turn my path to avoid the thickets — the walking is easy as others falter.
I need but listen, and do your bidding.
Let me listen.
(Letter #3,342)