Cold ground against my back
Night sky against my face,
I look up to the heavens,
Moon and stars hung in space.
Tears roll down my cheeks
As I view the celestial spheres.
I cry out to Jesus
With all of my fears.
"I feel so lonely;
I need a friend."
He says, "I'm dependable
Until the end."
"I don't feel like
Anyone really cares."
"He says, "I know the numbers
Of your hairs."
"I want someone
To speak my name,
To know my heart,
To be the same."
He says," I know
Your name and heart
Like I know the stars
And the galaxy's start."
"I am dependable to the end
And faithful to My own.
I'm with you in your best moments
And when you feel alone."
"Come, My child, look to the sky
And know that I know all.
If I know the stars intimately,
Wouldn't I hear you when you call?"
"I care so much about your life
That I've promised to see you through.
Nothing that happens escapes my eye
I have an all-knowing view."
"So smile, my child, and dry your tears.
My hand take a hold of
For nothing can take you out of My hand
Or separate you from My love!"
"Lift up your eyes on high and see: who created these? He who brings out their host by number, calling them all by name, by the greatness of his might, and because he is strong in power not one is missing. Why do you say...“My way is hidden from the Lord... Have you not known? Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He does not faint or grow weary; His understanding is unsearchable. He gives power to the faint, and to him who has no might he increases strength" (Isaiah 40: 26-29).
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