Alone I sit,
Hearing the rushing waterfall;
I feel Your presence, Lord,
I hear Your call.
As the leaves glow
With sunshine streaming,
I see You, the Son
Could it be I am dreaming?
Daughter, take My hand,
I have heard you weep;
I will raise you now
From this valley deep.
You need not cry,
You need not ever fear;
Remember I am with you,
I am always near.
By My stripes you are healed,
Your iniquities I bore;
I love you more than you know,
My children I adore.
Let this truth raise you up
When you are tempted to weep;
My love will raise you up
From every valley deep.
Yes, I shall rejoice in You,
Your Son~shine eternally streams;
My Jesus, You are far sweeter
Than my loveliest of dreams.
Never alone am I,
You are my Living Waterfall;
Beloved, You raise me up,
Forever I follow Your call.
©Caroline Gavin
Purposeful Pathway
Psalm 118:13-14 (KJV)
Thou hast thrust sore at me
that I might fall:
but the Lord helped me.
The Lord is my strength and song,
and is become my salvation.
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