The day is bleak, the news is bad
Your faith is weak, what faith you had
You feel like there is nothing you can do.
You've lost all hope, feel all alone
You cannot cope, all strength is gone
Another day you cannot make it through.

But then a voice so kind and sweet,
Whispers gently, "Come to me,
I'll carry all the burdens that you bear."
So on your knees you softly call
Upon the one who bore it all
And promised you that He is always there.

You feel His touch, the doubts now cease,
His strength restores He gives you peace,
His healing presence calms your heart and soul.
With loving arms He will embrace;
Your doubts and fears He will erase,
His ray of hope descends from Heaven's door.

Written by C Dougan 6/2001