May the Lord who weaved us in our mothers' wombs
Knit our very hearts
May our God who knows us intimately
Be our comfort in stormy
May the Lord who made us family in Christ
And has our very lives in His
Be the one we pour out our hearts to
Because I know He
May Jesus, who walked this way before us
And knows our deepest
Give us grace to help in time of need
So that we can face
He experienced our temptations,
Our trials, and our pain
knows what it is like to press on
Through the driving rain.
May the Lord who has graven us
On the palms of His hands
Be our source
of lasting hope,
The Rock on which we stand.
There is nowhere we can go to
That our Lord isn't by our side
given us life eternal
A love that can never be denied.
God knows our
In Him we can truly confide
He is our trust, our
His Spirit is our guide.
When the burden is heavy and life
Weighs us down with many a care
who knows us heart and soul
Says, "Life is fragile - handle with prayer."
February 19th, 1995
For we have not an high priest which cannot be touched
with the feeling
of our infirmities;
but was in all points tempted like as we are, yet without
Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace,
that we may
obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need.
Can a woman forget her sucking child,
that she should not have
compassion on the son of her womb?
Yea, they may forget, yet I will not
Behold, I have graven thee upon the palms of My hands;
walls are continually before Me.