While walking through the morning fields,
My heart is drawn to this strange place
A place where all my worries yield
Where troubles bend to stunning grace.
While my concerns and fears remain,
While not one single trouble leaves,
I hear, “Child, nothing is in vain!”
And there I sense Him in my grief.
While circumstances all still rage,
Therein this place I know for sure
That not alone my fears I face
And that His presence is my cure.

“I am the vine; you are the branches. If you remain in me and I in you,
you will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing.”
John 15:5
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“Lord, Your presence is my good.
Teach my heart, through the power of the Holy Spirit,
to crave You more than the comforts of my life.”


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