Lord Take me Home

I have roamed the world over

From deepest darkest jungles

To the lushest green clover.

I have been on top of the world

To the depths of the oceans,

To the driest of deserts girl.

No matter where I roam,

No matter how many miles away from home,

The Lord is always there through it all,

To catch me, lest I bruise my knee, should I fall.

He comforts me when I start to despair,

He strengthens me when I have used my strength’s spares.

Yes no matter how many miles I roam,

He is always there to bring me safely home.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Just because I was moved.  

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