Refuge

I know my Savior.
He hears my every cry;
Gathers up the tears that fall.
He shoulders every cry.

Now when the world rejects me;
Says I’m not good enough
I lean into His comfort;
Retreat with child-like trust.

I’ll tell the story
Of love that rescued me,
Redeemed me from death’s darkness,
And taught me to be free.

Patricia Burlison
©2006

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