Be still and know
That I heard your prayer
I need you to be patient
And know that I’m already there
You are my child
And I promised you care,
To never forsake you,
And to never leave you in despair.
It may seem that I didn’t
Hear you when you called my name.
You may think that I didn’t see your tears
Or that I never felt your pain.
But I did. Behold I knock
On your door, please let me in.
My first priority is
To to cleanse you of your sins.
My Son’s red blood
Will make you white as snow.
His bruised up body which He gave for you
Will heal you more than you know.
But please believe me, I heard you.
There are things for you I must first prepare.
But for now, be still and know
That I’m already there…
K.Devon Pendleton ©2006
