Loved and Beloved
Flipping through the pages
Of a very worn book,
Reminds me of the tears
That it took for me to look
At the fear inside me
And to give it all up,
For the One who calls me daughter
And the One who I can trust.
Even though it’s taken ages
For me to understand
That the One who calls me beloved
And the One who holds my hand
Has been always by my side
Through the miry clay
He’s the One I need the most
For without Him I am lost.
So you asked me to write a poem
About what I couldn’t do without,
And I’m telling you it’s Christ
That I could never live without.
He’s the One that guides my day
Even when I go astray
He’s there to say,
“You are loved… you are my beloved and I’m here to stay.”
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