A Weary Soul’s Plea

Written by Lisa DeVinney on . Posted in poetry

Lord, take me in Your Spirit
To that place of peace and rest,
Where Your arms of love enfold me
As I’m clinging to Your breast.
 
Then hold me there until I find
The comfort that I seek;
For I am tired and weary,
And I know my faith is weak.
 
“And He said unto me,
My grace is sufficient for thee;
For My strength is made perfect
In weakness.”
2 Corinthians 12:9 KJV
 
 
 
©Lisa DeVinney, September 2008
 

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