Living in lack yet full of faith holding on to the Masters hand.
Walking on unknown ground by His grace do I go through heart singing in his comfort.
Comfortable in his arms to cry when I need to singing cause I want to.
Not the darkness of the land nor the emptiness of my home can tear me loose.
The pains that have walked through trying to make a home here rebuked and healed.
They flee when the light of Godís love comes flooding in. I stand straight and tall.
Knowing that my roots are anchored in Holy ground and rivers of living water feed them.
Hope that a is gift of faith, that is as eternal as His love and grace all I need to grow.
Looking ahead taking life one step at a time watching His eyes, as they guide me to my place in his plan.
All I have longed for are mine in his perfect timing will it come. That which he gives is perfect and right.
Nor shall I find used and broken things but that which is shiny and new illuminated by the love in which it was given.