Jeannie, ptl
Burdened down with care,
Your precious heavenly Father
For you is always there.
When you�re in tribulation, and
Your eyes are damp with tears,
Your loving heavenly Father
Can quiet all your fears.
The private hurts that no one sees,
From Him you cannot hide;
He knows the details of your thoughts
Buried deep inside.
The God of all creation
Who formed and hung each star,
Always has the time for you
No matter who you are.
By
Jeannie, ptl
c. Dec. 1991
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