He has walked with me through this valley.
Again, I find Him. In all His fullness.
I hear Him whisper,
“Look how far I have carried you. And still, I go before you.”
He is always enough. The well that never runs dry.
He will always heal me and restore me.
My trust is in Him and Him alone. I will not fail, for He lives in me and through me.
Make me Your hands and feet Jesus.