Yah, wraps me up in his mercy and never lets me go
He doesn't allow me to give up in my weakness
He carries me when I fall
He shows me the way
When I feel unworthy, he calls and tells me he is my home and way
Yah, never lets me stand alone
He answers my supplications and prayers
Yah rescues me and keeps me safe
When I am unsure, he reassures me
He is my place and home, I am not alone
He is my home
Thank you, Yah, for carrying me through the storm and sending me grace
I am not alone, Yah is my home and place
He will attend to my call; I won't give up
Yah is my blanket, home and way
His love and Spirit give me the strength to overcome my weakness
Thank you, Yah, for never letting me go.
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callista howard (Pseudonym) (
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These lines cradle the soul with grit and grace—your faith feels lived, not just written.
There’s a raw honesty here, like fire and comfort wrapped in the same blanket, unflinching and kind.
thank u
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