He gives me strength
when I have none,
on days when I'm weary
and can do nothing but weep.
The Lord is there
to dry my sore eyes.
Sometimes I wander off the path,
losing sight.
That is when he gently
guides me into his light.
He is a loving father
to the fatherless,
a comfort to the broken hearted,
to those who are abused
and have forgotten
the Lord is their healer.
When storms toss you about,
causing confusion,
just find a place to pray.
Then the Lord will stay by your side, guiding you all the way.
Poem About Comfort To The Broken Hearted
A Strong Comfort
©
Shirley Denton
more by Shirley Denton
Published by Family Friend Poems October 2015 with permission of the Author.
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