Held

I lay awake at night,

With my pillow being sodden

Of seeping in tears that

Flowed from my eyes,

My heart thumping heavily

Inside my chest,

My whole being, twisting and turning,

Trying to let go of this momentary ache

By silent cries,

And a prayer to God.

I know I am embraced and held

By two big hands and mighty arms,

My welled up tears,

Wiped through the hem of His garments,

Whispering to my ears,

Soft and sweet,

"I am in control".

Things too dreadful to ponder on

Are silenced by that still voice;

The voice of the One

Who holds me now,

Who held my yesterdays,

And who will hold

My tomorrows.

I am safe and sheltered,

And held by the Savior.