Poem January 27, 2003 Issue

Even in the night

David C. Kennedy

When I cannot see even one step
in front of me, cannot see
Your faithful hand that points the path,
let Your presence be a beacon,
a steady flame within,
filling me with the purest peace.
Hold me close and safe,
help me yield,
until the path appears—
and I walk more strongly into Your unfolding day.

—David C. Kennedy

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