Monday, August 11, 2014
I trace my fingers over the words
...love one another, as I have loved you...
My lip trembles
I press in...
so much fear.
The band plays...
Go before me, through the valley
Speak to me, for I know your voice.
Lead me homeward, gentle Shepherd,
God of love, God of grace.
Tap, tap, tap...
goes the knock at my door.
and with fear
so much fear...
I look to see if He's still there.