The Lord your God is Near

A shrouding fog rising, blankets of grey
Engulfing where to place your feet
Yet do not fall hopeless into disarray
Not see but feel our Lord's present heat

The Lord your God is near
He leads with a steady hand
He has promised to wipe away every tear
Of those who love His commands

When young men grow weary, & old tire
Of doubtful thoughts collecting, in an unsure hour
Weigh the words you hear, guard against the liar
Wait patiently for His unprecedented power

Through uncertainty like the storm
Lightning flashes and thunder roars
May peace inside you be born
On the wings of His Spirit rise above & soar
Oh Lord, abide in us for ever more

By Pete Scopes