Jesus!

His very Name brings solace
when I’m longing for a friend.
His loving arms enfold me      
as He bids my sorrows end.  

            Jesus!

No other Name could calm me
        when the storm clouds o’er me roll,
None other could bring hope    
into my anxious, troubled soul.

            Jesus!

The precious Son of God             
Who died so I might fully live;  
      Who paid the price to ransom me,
and all my sins forgive.              

            Jesus!

      The One Who listens to my prayers,
and shows me what is best;  
      Who gently wipes away my tears
while giving peaceful rest.      

            Jesus!

      The King of Kings, and Lord of Lords,
Who takes me by the hand,    
      And lifts me up when I am down,
    and gives me strength to stand.

            Jesus!

Oh, how I long to be with Him
on Heaven’s shining shore,      
Where I’ll fall down in worship,
and will praise Him evermore!

Betty Jo Mings © 2005
Poetry for The common Man