With all I am, I called your Name,
My heart in the pause of mortal pain.
No night must hold my form from you
Or bind my veiled and shadowed view.
Instead I am a child forgiven;
Comforted, held, healed and forgiven.
I am your own, redeemed; love-driven.
Alive to seek you in a daily wake.
All Heaven’s quake in the hush of Name’s sake.
When called by You such Love reveals
Your power, Lord, Christ Jesus heals.
©2014 Linda Willows
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