To life I hold, though despair abounds

The chill of fear, my heart surrounds

Like ache of cold and dead of night

The future harbors untold fright

Yet once again, my face I turn

Unto the grace I cannot earn

The warming Spirit, God's beautiful Light

Protects me, comforts me, empowers my fight

And so my soul braces once again

My children, my home, my life to defend

From chaos, insecurity, fear and doubt

I'll drive those unraveling influences out

With the power of Love, of God, of Light

I'll channel His Spirit to fight my Fight

His strength instead of my own I'll use

His love will never let me lose

His path, His plan are so much better than mine

His ways, not my ways, are truly divine

And through every trial, storm, and fear

His Love will always keep me near

Close to His heart, where all men belong

Safe from destruction, safe from the throng

Safe from the fire that burns through the world

Safe in His arms, like Daddy's little girl.

1/29/03 Jen LeMaire