Love is here
Compassions breath
Hounds so near
Stop for a moment
And meditate
God never
Shows up late
I ask for trials
And then flee
When suffering comes
I cannot see
Immanuel
Disappears
One set of footprints
Satan fears
Lifted up
In arms of mercy
Sinking low
Into hope
God will not
Me forsake
Though I daily
Make him ache
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