I Hear You Call

The path of life, is difficult at times.
Uncertainties, don’t make things easy.
Rejection, makes you want to hide,
and pride, store the hurt inside.

I hear you call, calling out my name.
I see your light, guiding all the way.
I know your love, pouring down on me.
I feel your touch setting me free.

When I was young, careless and free.
The trials of life meant little to me,
but as I grew, I began to see,
the trials closing in on me.

What do you do when there’s no hope?
Where do you go, when you’re at the
end of your rope?

I hear you call, calling out my name.
I see your light, guiding all the way.
I know your love, pouring down on me.
I feel your touch setting me free.

By George Burgess copyright 2008