Nobody gets me like You.
After all that we have been through.
I love You so much,
yearn for your touch,
to be filled and restored
made anew.
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Help me Lord to be all I can be.
Bless the hearts of the blind yet to see.
I can’t do this alone,
so I weep at your throne,
Adonai be the heartbeat of me.
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Nobody gets me like you.
After all that we have been through.
I am weak,
You are strong,
held my hand all along,
Holy Life source of all I pursue.
The soulful cry of heart TO BE..and springing of spirituality is at its best in this awesome poem. Lovely execution Elizabeth
A lovely faith-centered poem in the great tradition of Meera and Teresa of Avila.