Although my Savior is forever busy,
hanging stars, or creating a new life.
He takes the time to hear my prayer,
and he makes time to erase my strife.
He still takes time to walk beside me,
though he is needed at another place.
He is always there to lift my burdens,
whenever I kneel and seek his grace.
When life was on a downward spiral,
with holy grace, stopped my descent.
He stepped out, from Heaven’s glory,
the help I needed was promptly sent.
He takes time amidst the toils of war,
to quince a thirsting deep in my soul.
He takes time from calming storms,
to assure me, that he’s still in control.
What an awesome God we surely have,
one who freely gives the time we need.
So willing to leave, Heaven’s splendor,
to give me time so that I can succeed.
By: Bessie Flint
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bessieflint@yahoo.com
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