Carry Me

I was reading Joyce Sheldon’s book, “From Fear to Faith”. It’s a journal in poetry and prose about the years she spent as a caregiver to her dying husband. One of her poems reminded me of a song I wrote years ago, called “Carry Me.”

Like the wind, on the water
like the moonlight through the trees
Jesus come, to me softly
Carry me, carry me

Carry me to the Master
Hide me there in His Heart
Lift me up, to the Holy City
Where we’ll never be apart

For like the pillar
in the Temple
He’s the Rock on
which I stand
And I will never, ever leave Him
for He carries me, in His hand

He’ll be there when I need Him
He’ll be there when I’m alone
He’ll be there when my heart feels
Like a stone, like a stone

Like the wind, on the water
like the moonlight through the trees
Jesus come, to me softly
Carry me, carry me…

For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord. Rom 8:38,39

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