come ye sinners

i'm trusting
and hoping
and praying
and believing
and putting my faith
in You.

oh Lord, your guidance is needed.
what have i given, but emotion
and vain toil?
if it comes from me it means nothing,
but when it comes from You, the clouds part just above my head,
and light streams down,
plummeting towards me.

i need you every hour,
my dearest Lord and Saviour.
i am vapour.
i am dust.
but You...
You are the everlasting
the eternal
the creator of all good things
the councellor
friend
Father...
God.