A GOD NEARBY

When battles fought and battles lost

roll as waves upon my shore

when I with tired and weary soul

wouldst sink and breathe no more

when all the world seems wrong and hard

and I seem all alone

that is when I, fallen, feel

the love of a God nearby

I sigh and raise my aching lids

prop up my weary form

and with blurred eyes and swollen throat

look up to a God nearby

And in the sky shines a million stars

soft quilted by the clouds

and I know the maker of all these

is to me a God nearby