Assurance

By: Kayla Barton

Alone though I feel,

My Shepherd leads me on

Weary yet not confused,

Darkness kindled by the sun.

He holds me in the balance

With His mighty outstretched arm,

Guarded by the same staff

That causes my enemies harm.

Glory fills the temple as I seek His holy face,

Nowhere I'd rather be than right here in this place.

Don't leave me I shout shaken with parched breath,

He grabs me even tighter to enter into His rest.