Flying High inside my soul,
I hear Your small still Voice,
That keeps me in control.
As I Praise Your every Word,
I sometimes still show alot of concern.
I fear alot,I know I should not,but Lord I need
Your Love,to keep me drawn to
You, or the darkness will creep in.
But it won't never win,Your near I know,
I can hear Your voice,saying my Child I'm here,
Don't let go.
Written by:©Betty Bolden
4-4-03