Giving it to God

As I wait in fear
For something that
is near
I am full of dread
And words are left unsaid ...

Have to give to God
Trust my precious Lord
What else can I do?
Who else will see me through?

He's what gives me hope
Strength enough to cope
Not too much to bear
When I know He's there.

© Mary A. Shovlin lst August 2005