Losing you, my beloved
Is a hurt beyond belief
It brings me to my knees
As I cry out in my grief

In shock I weep for you
In almost unbearable pain
And I don't want to live
Yet I know I must remain

As I face the morning sun
It's as dark as midnight for me
Knowing I'll never see your face
Till I reach eternity

God I know You'll support me
You're strength will carry me through
Help me Precious Father
As I learn to lean on You

I've read the story
About the footprints in the sand
So I know you will carry me
Till once again I can stand

You'll be my hiding place
As no other could ever be
I'll call on Your Name
And You'll hear my plea

Melva
 

From Isaiah 65
And it shall come to pass, that before
they call, I will answer; and while they
are yet speaking, I will hear.


Psalm 32:7
You are my hiding place; You preserve
me from trouble; You surround me
with songs of deliverance. Selah.