My thoughts stir in the night,
voices....
shadows...
whispers swirl,
yet you oh Lord, are my rock,
a steadfast source of light and love
I run to you this night,
though fear and doubt surround
the truth of your words ring in my mind...
My thoughts are precious
to you
you count my hairs
you hold my tears...
Despite my failures and my fears,
You are always near.
Keep me safe,
guard my mind.
Pray that I never find my delight in anyone but you.
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