I look up when I call to You
And I can feel You near,Though I still cannot see Your face
I know that You can hear.
How vast the heavens seem to me,
Yet they are much too small
To hold the Lord who formed their shape
Yet answers when I call.
Because in each day, no matter how dark or how long, there is a praise to be found. Sometimes our hearts are too weary or too frightened to voice them, but our souls cry out to God... and He is there.
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