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Reverent Womanhood

He Comforts me

Poetry

by Makayla White

He comforts me
The LORD is passionate and kind,
He knows everything on my mind,

Even though I stumble,
And start to crumble,

He comforts me,
Without Him, I could not be,
And with Him I am free,

He hears my cry,
His Word is never dry,

Even till the end of my day
His Word will always stay

And if you knew Him too,
you'd know that this is true.

“Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted.

Matthew 5:4