of Nazareth
Jul 13th, 2007 by Nathanael
My soul is pained,
My heart is sore,
My garment stained,
My spirit poor.
Where shall I run to find true rest?
My soul seeks Jesus of Nazareth.
My faith is weak,
My flesh is strong,
My outlook bleak,
My pathway long,
Where can I stop to catch my breath?
My soul seeks Jesus of Nazareth.
I need His grace,
I just need Him,
In His embrace
I’m loved again.
In the arms of the One who died my death,
And rose again, Jesus Christ of Nazareth.
Hiya.
Just wanted you to know I came over from the IMonk’s page, and you’ve scored a direct God Spot Hit with this one. Thanks for writing it.
Thank you MMM for visiting and commenting.
Shalom