One night long ago,

I lay down upon my bed,

a terrible aloneness filling heart and head.

So weeping softly, quietly I began to pray,

"Oh, Father, if only in this moment, this day,

like a babe you would cradle me in your arms,

to soothe away all my alarms.

And He did. He did!

Oh, praise the Lord, He answered as I bid!

At once, that long ago,

I felt a deep measure of His care

and His abiding love so willing to share.

Then I knew… I'd never been a lone.

It just had been Satan's ill wind blown,

intended to toss me from a righteous path,

his evil game rewarded by God's wrath.

Oh, praise the Lord, He answered as I bid!

For then I knew, from me He'd never hid.

And since that time long ago,

I've not felt again as a cradled babe,

yet each time I stumble, He fails not to save.

So I fill each day with joyous praise

As I look upon His creation with a loving gaze,

knowing He fulfills my every need…

If only I hear— and heed.

"Oh, Lord! In me, bind up your testimony

and seal your law

that in Christ's light, I'll be found without flaw!"

And He did as I bid!

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