Posted on July 8, 2009 at 10:47pm
It need not be a particular time of day,
nor do I need a cathredral for this body of clay...
Whatever the occasion happy or sad,
there always lies within me a cushion, a pad,
a special mediator to whom I can turn.
When sorrow would engulf me, drown my faith,
When anger would consume me, rob me of grace,
I turn to the Lord to receive His embrace.
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